Primrose climbs the old city wall
March wind drags the winter's tail
Outside the wall is a chilly breathe
Inside the wall someone is soothed
The wall is a cradle of the earliest bud
Great Mother is so close by her side
Mother is always whispering to her child
Quiet, quiet, do you know spring comes
The earth is waiting for the real bloom
Quiet, quiet, I will have my girls to smile
I'm writing these comments on March 3, so I am really appreciative of a poem set in March. It's amazing how similar our experiences of the seasons are, despite the distance between our two home locations. I can readily transfer the feelings in your poem of March into the landscape I can see from my balcony. I love the name of that flower - prim rose - it's almost as it the flower was shy about appearing, uncertain about how it will be received. But it does appear and gives us a happy, calm feeling. These lines I found especially moving: QUIET, QUIET, DO YOU KNOW SPRING COMES - THE EARTH IS WAITING FOR THE RED BLOOM. I love the calming nature of these lines, because they express something positive that will arrive in a timely fashion and will bless us,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
is it may flowers which you mentioned in the poem - smile along with all -nice penning
Beautiful comment dear Sekharan.Thank you for your sharing.