Spring is knocking at my door;
Arising from deep slumber
I rub my eyes in heavenly wonder.
My eyes get coloured with so many
Feelings & emotions, old & new that
Have gushed over & passed beyond
The boundaries of Creation with supreme joys glowing all through.
Standing in the courtyard
I stare at the blue- clad Sky;
Cloudlets slowly & smoothly moving
From one corner to another across
The vast sky like the joyous children;
I take a breath of new life that makes
My heart sing a song of everlasting joy.
Spring has embraced my heart,
Filled with new sensation spread
Across my entire body & mind;
Honeybees, gentle breeze laden
With the fragrance of garlanded flowers
Buds of the creeper fall upon hairs;
The young creepers sit upon my hairs.
I hug the sweetest Heart of Spring
That lifts my own heart, as if, with
The dancing honeybees.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem