Gradually the slanted rays of spring
Seep in through pale veins of frost,
And let it melt in silence
On the forgotten green chest of woods,
Like dream becomes liquefied
Under those awakened eyelids of dawn.
Barks are brown in resurrection,
Maybe two or more twigs call for
A melody of rejuvenation.
Swimming across the wind it comes,
And sweet cheeks of cherry blush
While blossoming under the protection
Of the clear leaves of hope.
To be very strong in your dreams with the leaves of hope. Nice work.
A great metaphorical write with marvellous collocation. Beautiful poem on beautiful spring. - - -10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well you are masters in english your poetic skills do the justice with your degree