Slowly winter's darkness lessens,
Solstice gloom abates;
As it does our spirit freshens,
Attains enlivened states.
Pale snowdrop blossom
Refreshes hopes,
In a landscape softened
By replenished light.
As nature quickens,
Grows lushly verdant,
Keenly our mind anticipates
A Springtime bloom that scintillates.
Bursting with a beauty that is both rich and refreshing
Lovely lilting poem, easy flowing rhythm within it's poetical essence. Really great how you slide from winter to spring, lessening the darkness as you bloom in our minds. Thank you for sharing your thoughts on my poem: Progress Is Not Reality. Glad you liked it, especially the trees. RoseAnn
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I would like to translate this poem
This is just lovely. I can just feel the snow melting as I read these beautifully written words.