Spring
When Robins arrive...
Through tremulous boughs wind lightly stirs,
Imbuing sunbeams leak into leaves...
The sun shines smile
I can see your face...
Wherever the moonlight touches
A meadow or oft tread dale...
Beneath the sun, that sits tonight
I chanced to see the rays so bright...
We've waited all our young lives
for this moment...
Dancing butterflies
In the middle of the forest all insects had...
Painted skies dipped in hues,
contrasting beauty from sorrow...
Wearily little sparks of life flutter
Into the great abyss - chasing away...
The sea sleeps peacefully
spreading its aura of calmness...
Wings of gossamer
caress blushing rose petals...
I pass them everyday
heroes of nature...