I remind myself to look around
To gaze beyond the sleep of morn
And find the bounty of the day
Sprinkled about my yard
A stone's throw to the lake
Where overnight gray has opened
To Sunday blue
The return of Spring birds
From their wintery nesting afar
They break open the luggage
Of their throated songs
Cheerfully
I chirp along
And who shall appear
On the curbed corners
Stretching their tiny necks
To see the sun
The welcomed visitors
Crocus and newborn lilies
All come back to life
From beneath the barren ground
To declare this season, anew
Merry geese swim circling laps
In the peace of the thawed lake
Paired and perfectly content
To watch the green return to tree branches
My soul dances
Rejoices in the purity of the simplicity
That rests and waits outside my door
And for today
I shall wish for nothing more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
superb expression on the self enjoyment - My soul dances Rejoices in the purity of the simplicity That rests and waits outside my door....//