Tuesday, April 7, 2020

With spring He arrives

(1548)  Tumi vasante esechile

With the spring You had appeared...
To young leaves neath rosy feet,
You infused sweetness
In a heaven of existence.

On blossoms You had smiled...
A sweet zephyr, by surprise,
Arrived upon mind's mirror
With implication full of love.

Then, there'd been in flower pollen
Fragrant devotion...
On tender leaves, the coating was
Of a dawn's crimson
In mind's ushering of spring dyed with red powder[1]
And with golden sweetness.

Nature was kind in the month of Chaitra...
On heart and mind was heavenly splendor;
The southern wind was clean and pure
With song and dance on Earth.

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