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They say April love is for the very young
This is the time that new flowers to life have sprung
When smell of spring gives air to the lung
And when colorful melody birds have sung

The cherry tree blooms white and scarlet
The elder bush delightful violet
The forest that was once silent
Is vibrant from golden sunrise to night color of velvet

In the forest there is small lake that has a special role
It reflects true visage of person’s soul
Above it the tree has mesmerizing flowers ornamenting it like a stole
On the tree there is nightingale singing song of divine soul

The song is beautiful but hard to understand
It brings to mind taste of honey and smell of moorland
The nightingale will sing his choirs as on the branch it will stand
The song has a way of people’s dreams to expand 

Maybe the song sung by nightingale standing at the ledge
Represents consciousness’ other edge
Ultimate consciousness with ultimate having no reference point to continuities’ expanding edge
Only to its own written in stone definition which to follow the song will pledge

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