The shore grows with hardy canna, river thawed
I believe everything is going to be tender …
Would there be someone coming to hold my hand
The shore grows with hardy canna, river thawed
Who can capture the vernal queen as a winner
A splendid time is elapsing along with quicksand
The shore grows with hardy canna, river thawed
I believe everything is going to be tender …
I love your line I BELIEVE EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE TENDER. It is a wonderful act of faith in the goodness of events, and I believe it too. I was surprised at first, then surprise gave way to a strrong desire this could be true, and then I just embraced it completely. Then the line WHO CAN CAPTURE THE VERNAL QUEEN AS A WINNER grabbed me. It's a beautiful image of spring which requires a Goddess or a Princess to preside over the rituals of the season. As I look at all the green growth around me here in Minnesota I realize that VERNAL QUEEN is that green growth, she is present in every lawn, tree, flower patch, every thing that promotes life after winter's barrenness. Of course, you see the same triumph of spring in China!
Hi Cigeng, The shore grows with hardy canna River Thawed the beautiful imagery is the right/apt prologue to your wish: I believe everything is going to be tender Would there be someone coming to hold my hand! Nice poem. enjoyed reading, re-reading, re-re-reading! Thanks.
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Yes, everything is going to be tender, as the thawed river and the hardy canna. It feels so nice.