In the grass a nightingale sings

Written by: Berinde Ovidiu-Claudiu

I woke up and the
Traces of snow have already been melted
By the warm rays of a childish sun
Who gained supremacy
In the fight with winter's cold
The arms of all  trees
Creating a bridge
Almost touching the sky
Seemed to abandon his children
In a colorless lake
The road to you gets shorter
When the nightingale in the grass
Sings so beautifully
A song about resurrection