Such an ecstasy
Spring is puffing and swelling on its ride
Like a new bride, it tides melancholy from all the sides
Piling growth upon growth like waves
Spring is moistening and filling the buds
Like a lover, it chides the complaining
Dawn that arrives with streaks of crimson
On the background of blue at times dewy, at times foggy
The sunlight pecking the grass, nibbling the trees
Dreaming the flowery fragrance, listening to the symphony
Of the season’s bird perching hope while mist
Tightening its arms around the mountain
Where the cheering crowd of butterflies
Smelling magnolia, marigold riding
On the flowers with embroidered cobwebs,
exchanging kisses in impregnable calm siestas
The magpie calling from a tree
To enjoy the trance of prance
The ornamental leaves hiding the sun in their arms
Impregnating the buds,
The gold of evening stole shimmers on the lake
The waves, the water, the fish, the moon, the Cassiopeia
The movements in mesmerising mysteries of shaded leaves
Full many a gem of purest rays of spring
The dark unfathom’d forest bear:
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
Do you notice?