WELCOME SPRING

Spring ascends, like early golden globe,

A faint thrill then perch in my thirsty heart,

Same thrill once was; exists again,

Investiture- then begins my new year

I open my eyes for first drizzle,

Trickling down, beating soft, young sprouts,

And onto base, garland so fair woven,

With tiny water beads round,

Until all greens to blossoms fairy-

Whole existence then rejoice

Heavens merry, playing their best music,

With drums of fragranced season surround,

Butterflies dance around blithely in rhythm,

All busy from earliest of cockerels sing till dusk,

Flittering fast over, for newest juice ever formed

But ere them, my heart hovers faster,

Petals to petals, pollen to pollen,

Until all the pearly seals busted,

Of morning dew curling over juvenile bloom,

For then I see butterflies blessing me.

Sometimes, through green spring forest,

Float along the fragrance of young sprouts,

To nest by those thousand mellow chirps,

As though all for contest, singing till late-

I see myself heartily blended,

Amidst tinted blossoms of sleeping orchids,

Hearing then their soft pulse throb,

Over rough branches of old feathery oak,

And the chants of nature’s song, warm within

I see the faint spring clouds rising,

Bouncing merrily everywhere, praising,

For young blossoms they passed by,

Hugging hard from base to summit, until beyond

Then I find the earth yet not earth,

Myself, beyond human twinge

Thus I honor the spring flowers,

I honor those early spring showers,

Which they from morning gleam,

Blend to minute curves of colored bow,

Till to billows all towards heavens ascend,

I recoil heart numbed, counting until next.