A Day In Spring

My mind soars high as the sun Appears in the east lighting up the morn I come to walk down the valley where The soft wind makes waves upon fields of corn It is a cool morning with dew Drops shining on the blades of grasses I sit on a stone by the stream to watch The girls taking baths and drying their tresses The clouds flit past the grove Like vassals sailing across the blue sea I shout at the colorful birds that Fly up and down in a playful mood and free Morning comes with its many Shades and fragrances when it is spring Earth becomes a stage for all to enjoy till It is time in the eve for the temple bells to ring