Half Of The High Shangtzu Hill Poem by Ravi Kopra

Half of the high Shangtzu hill
is covered with emerald bamboos
the rest with wild flowers
red, yellow, violet, pink
wherever I see in early April
My shoes are dyed with the fragrance of flowers
The swallows are singing in the air
the orioles on branches of trees
I am drunk in nature
I feel like writing an early spring poem
but I left my pen and paper at home
I am bursting to recite the Tang poems of spring.