‘The Symphony of Spring ’

 

‘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.