A Day In Spring
A day in Spring
Begins with the myriad Birds who sing.
Nature is painted with colours vibrant
To feed our eyes complaisant.
The insects become extremely busy
On those places that in reality are bushy.
The placid touch of Nature’s hands
Drench us in unforgettable sounds.
Panoramic is the view
When Nature is clad in dresses anew.
Our Souls become one with the beauty of Spring
When she gives us a wake-up ring.
To the philosophers and Romantics,
Thou art the best medicine for curing diseases.
Thy stay with us is ephemeral
Giving us feelings that are eternal.