How cold you feel inside
My whispers blows prayer to find you
Through the first fresh breeze of spring
You may see even died branches start to breathe
Soon buds will born
and flower will bloom
Breathe, awake now
Breathe even more
Be alive now
I'm calling you
How cold you feel inside
Day will come after first spring wind
When winter spell is broken
Frozen road turn to liquid
River will flowing free again
Breathe, awake now
Breathe more
Be alive now
I'm calling for you
No matter how do you feel now
Through this very first spring
I'll revive your heart
To full bloom
Like sakura revived on dying twigs
Do you hear me now
I'm calling you
Hear me calling
Through this spring breeze
Be alive now
I am calling you...
Do you hear me now?
Wonderful imaginary and imagery. Very cutely and astutely you have, dear Soul, inscribed on spring through winter which is enchanting and has deepest feeling. Spring as a person is calling....... Breathe, awake now........No matter how do you feel now Through this very first spring I'll revive your heart To full bloom Like sakura revived on dying twigs Fantastic expression. Happy Nowruz.10
This poem is so incredibly lovely, Soul. And your Author Note very helpful in explaining sakura for readers like me who are not knowledgeable about the rich culture of other nations. Oh, these following verses whisper to the heart- - - see even died branches start to breathe - - How cold you feel inside Day will come after first spring wind When winter spell is broken Frozen road turn to liquid River will flowing free again..................................[this is incredibly poetic science being delivered here! ! ! ] - - Through this very first spring I'll revive your heart To full bloom Like sakura revived on dying twigs - - I am enchanted by your words and I hear you! ................. 10+++++++++++++++++++++++
Beautiful lyricism and imagery in the poem and great photo of the painted eggs. In the North West of England we paint eggs at Easter and roll them downhill. Your tradition is similar and is so well expressed. Well done, Unwritten Soul. This poem is going to be a real favourite of mine.
Thank you for the beautiful words, i appreciate it :) . Well my dear friend Tom, its not my tradition it is my Iranian friend request to celebrate her new year with her family. She stayed here for years so i just try to make it well for them. Im glad you like this work...i wish nightingale can read for all of you how the poem should sounds hahahaha.
cherry blossoms are one of the most beautiful expressions of Spring.. and here you've offered the readers a double ''reward'': through words and picture.. thanks
Fabrizio, dear thanks for your reward too...a nice gesture of this humble poem :)
The fresh beauty of Spring, and its symbolism, are harmoniously blending in this wonderful poem: almost like an hymn of divinity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful poem, spring is always a time of renewal and fresh hope.
And to reset all thoughts that bring us down to be in reversal mode... Thanks Chist :)