Spring
snowdrops substitute
with green the old-fashioned gown—
Spring's young messenger
Summer
floral and fruitful
Summer—Damsel Paradise
beneath the blue sky
Autumn
bountiful Autumn
offers us gifts, behind her—
a vast golden train
Winter
bride of fairy tale
soul's nostalgic reflections—
magical Winter
I can visualize each and every line of this poem with its apt imagery. Loved it. +++10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can almost hear Vivaldi when I read your words... Lovely!