Musing 83 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Spring time on it's feet setting
To replenish the pale
surroundings with greenery capturing.
Master painter of all seasons endured
With mission holy to make nature secure
Of its wealth natural missing under wintry duress,
Forests are rising from chill slumber gradually
And branches are yawning with budding leaves
To redefine the spirit undying of nature cheek burning
Borrowing not any spark from deluge volcanic
But by teeming flowery brides red faced.