When the roses in various hues start budding,
and the stately lilies bloom in scented white
When the world awakens to pearly dawn,
and the wind blows soft and soothing
the rhythm of life gains a quick pulse.
Anticipation hangs heavy in my heart,
for no reason there is a spring to my feet,
and my voice rises melodic in a song of love.
The swallows in the thick pomegranate branches
whisper “It’s Time For Spring,” a time to love,
come alive in the arms of Nature, delighting
in her spellbinding vistas of serene beauty.
The green mangoes hanging in twos and threes
tease the passers-by promising sweet delights.
I long to be like nature charged with youthful
energy, rediscover the power of hope, find out
the beauty inherent in us, make the best
of life, a great gift of God our Father.
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