Melody Of Spring

 

                                                                        

 Melody Of Spring

 

When the dawn cracks,
The dove coos,
Ethereal voices echo,
Through the valley and the blue.
 
The moonlight fades,
Fairies sleep on hills,
Giving their heart and soul,
To the enchanting daffodils.
 
A plethora of kites float,
Between the earth and heavens,
Their labyrinthine tangled strings,
As if a cobweb spider has woven.
 
On the melody of the gust,
Sweet songs does nightingale sings,
Through the wonderlands,
Of the wondrous mid spring.
 
Water pours into the hollow cup,
Then the ice and icicles sink,
When the goldfishes float,
To the old pond new life it brings.
 
Splish! splash! sploosh!
The mellow cascade flows,
When a droplet on the rose sprinkles,
Like the full moon it blossoms and glows.
 
The sun’s fierce stare,
Like a million little glances,
Tearing a cocoon a butterfly appears,
Settles on a petal, and with the marigolds it dances.