A Certain Tenderness
Spring
when flowers
speak and sing
I listen to
the gentle rain
In nature
one of those
leisurely moments
A bird sings
Listen
Now there’s nothing
but complete silence
Listen
Spring
when flowers
speak and sing
I listen to
the gentle rain
In nature
one of those
leisurely moments
A bird sings
Listen
Now there’s nothing
but complete silence
Listen
The rarity of that moment
like the day
you pick the flowers
in spring
and the air smells of lavender
a vision of your journey
as bright
as the sparkling stars
With these fleeting days
and through the passage of time
the season bursts
beauty of life
awakened
You have found in dreams
love and beauty, fervent as
a fiery moon
amidst the lingering night
in love’s sweet song
the symphony
of every beautiful sonata
This moment in time
a twinkle in your eyes
as brilliant as the sparkling stars
heaven of diamonds
sweet dreams and charm
of tender night.
When I consider
the wondrous miracles of nature
on the ever-changing scene
of this vast earth
the sky with moon and stars
that shine so brilliantly
refreshing showers of April
new growth of spring
holding all in perfection
but only momentarily
like a poet’s imaginary sight.
The skylark sings for joy
at the break of dawn
sweet hymns in praise
of season’s glorious splendour.
‘Tis that time
a time and season
for regeneration and growth
reflecting
abundance of beauty.
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