Day Of Spring Poem by Reva Kern

Here, the rock, the tree and the water
I delight in what is before my eyes
All which glitters, trembles or sparkles
Form a miraculous tableau

From the muffled murmurs
The nightingale spins out a solo
The white bark of a birch
Adds a mystique in the damp air

At the same time soft and leafy
The light dances in my view
Behind the screen of a soft gentle breeze

I am lingering and the night is fading
With shadows and with a sigh
The bliss of my dream