Spring reverb

Within me is a light,
there is also darkness.
I have a strong mind,
who dreams of eating.
Is the voice of a nightingale,
that all the chords
more into the world swallowed.
Winter came jor,
frost built a bridge over the
hot hell.

Arrived at last spring reverb,
began again in March.
Spring invites you to a human child,
from falling into oblivion.
The point is the ram time
to come, as long as the fish
swim away.
Then we have the right spring
here could be.