"The flowers appear on the earth"

 "...for behold, the winter is past;
     the rain is over and gone.
  The flowers appear on the earth,
     the time of singing has come...

 Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
      and come away.
 O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,
      in the crannies of the cliff,
 let me see your face,
      let me hear your voice,
                                                    for your voice is sweet,
                                                         and your face is lovely."
                                                              
                                                                  - from the Songs of Solomon