I early woke this lovely morn
To Spring's most potent song.
The blackbird's trill so loudly sweet
Enticed my heart along
To rise and share the liquid notes
That rang as if to say
'Abandon bed..! Rejoice with me.
And don't deny the day...! '
I tiptoed out in Springtime dew
As sleep fell from my eyes.
With message piercing azure heights
His song filled cloudless skies.
Flawless praise streamed through the air
And carried me away,
In unison with bird and sound,
As both hearts welcomed day.
I've heard of mind readers but not soul readers.Really peaceful, gentle & beautiful.
I can feel that crisp morning air, that feeling that its so good to be alive, you instiil such pashion into your poetry Fay, thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you for the memory of an English spring morning.