(41) Spring’s message.
The blossoming spring soothes me
with the promising secrecy of success,
the avidly awaited season ensures me,
with successive laurels as the unfailing
crops would comfort the anguish --ridden farmer,
or the ten long month’s waiting by patient mother
partakes of the cherub’s new advent,
the clusters of jasmine of April
dispels my darkness,
May’s motherly care makes me a full-blown being,
in my life’s circle, there is no more gloomy winter,
my season is set, spring’s showers to wet.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment