And spring has arrived
Draped in colors from
Varied flowers
With birds flitting from
Here to there and sing
From bowers
And spring has arrived
With soft wind blowing
From the vales
Flowers sway with its
Touch and spill into air
Fragrant trails
And spring has arrived
With a shepherd singing
With his flute
Sitting reclined against
Trunk of a tree on its
Expanding root
And spring has arrived
With a clear sky dabbed
With fleecy cloud
Touching feet of village
Lasses the stream moves
On singing aloud
Beautiful spring despite the corona! ! ! ! ! ! ! ..... this summer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a beautiful poem. You are good poet...like your personality dear poet....that is very much needed when people count you!