‘The Symphony of Spring ’
Squinting eyes looking the sun in its eye
Emerald leaves and crystal skies;
Flowing through the thistle,
The gushing water glistened.
A breeze stirred
The drowsy blooms in its wake,
And they came swivelling down
Onto the lush, green lawn!
They were sitting side-by-side
Yet keeping a reasonable distance.
Not talking much
For the silence was worth
Perhaps more than a million words.
A moment so pristine-
Filled their hearts with a joy
They didn’t know existed.
The fleeting sunbird siphoned
Nectar-The elixir of life,
And ushered in fluttering butterflies.
They could see Te Fiti’s halo
Draped in the her finest florals,
With a smile beckoning the cuckoo.
Perched on the boughs laden,
He composed a symphony for the maiden
To herald the arrival
Of the spring season.
