The day is brilliant with sunlight,
songbirds serenade the season,
maples sway to music of the spheres
melodies only they can hear.
Cabbage whites flutter and flit
above and about, everywhere;
A lion's tooth unaware it’s
a weed shares a bed with tulips.
Within this harmony of spheres
I too feel its rhapsodic pulse-
A lover of nature’s impulse
to capture this temporal scene
as I do now by fits and starts
with measured words and golden mean.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem