Reaching The New Spring Poem by Metin Sahin

there is the new metered spring...again..which comes every year again and again....the birds will revive suddenly...the spring rain will fall lightly and gently...sometimes thunderbolts and thunders will scare you...water will turn to floods from the high mountains...may be a child cries...yhe whites will turn togreens...to reds and to blues....we will wander in the prairies...the fish will dance..ana..and...and...throw themselves to land..drunken from joy...the spring has come very early this year...whenit comes again...the nature writes her new poems...for you...when it comes againeverybody will understand its value...the hungry free wild horseswill be warmed...and will begin to run joyfully...whic h one will be alive next spring no one knows....there is a new spring for you there...go out and look...what is outside in the downtown there..look what they sell there..do not just sit clumsily and lazily in your home...enter the living..buy something even if you are not in need...life waits you there...may be that will help the needy....walk as you want to walk..and how you can....may be the pipe piper will be there...too..blowing his pipe in the streets...listen to it...do not tell lies again...thank god...for bringing you a new spring..And especially for this new reaching......live live the spring..hey...do not sit there..