The longing for the lush of green
in spring, the coloured variation,
the velvet and the silk sensation
in gardens filled with our dream.
It makes me both, sad and blessed,
to see the growing everywhere,
to see the blossoms here and there
and hear the birds rejoice in every nest.
It is the start of our wheeling year
it keeps on going in its own control
and yet my heart is filled with joy.
I feel my bouncing heart annoy
and deep inside I guess I know it all.
I'm sure I get along without a sign of fear.