APRIL is a goddess slowly
awakening in a spacious garden.
Her eyes, like mine, burn
in the new sunshine. Like mine,
her eyelids flutter, close
and open, close and open.
The grace of air blesses
each delicate gesture.
She turns on her side, and
growing things change from
yellow to pale green. Her arms
are raised to greet the light,
and pale green becomes bright green.
She sways in a circle, stands,
then falls into blue-sky flight.
All day the air is buoyant.
I see here the scene of a beautiful transition from the blighting winter to the sunny April! With the advent of spring the misty air gives way to bright sunshine and Nature is clothed in dazzling apparel! Every where life burgeons! This dramatic change from barren Earth to a colourful Earth with new sprouts of life is beautifully presented through a single image of April the great artist mixing the shades in her palette from yellow to pale green and from pale green to sapphire green! This bright Spring scene is pleasant like the early beams of a bright dawn!
.........some great poets are born in april like william shakespeare.....and april is one of my favourite months....so nicely you penned this beautiful tribute....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The beginning of Spring. Nicely written.