Scent of Spring

Sun is setting in the west Birds towards home are flying fast In search of beauty soul begins a quest In the vision of horizon the spirit will nest Upon the lake in the spring breeze rushes gently roar Towards the heavens eagles will soar Heart is on fire like earth’s core As beauty of the blooming spring flowers it will adore Catkin ornaments country road in all its majesty The scent of cherry tree is sublime and its visage full of beauty What Hamlet says with sarcasm I with conviction think and as truth see Man can be being of beauty Although in his long Time on earth mans deeds would make sad song And in his time on earth man so often proven me wrong I believe men in essence of his heart has a beautiful song Man can be a creature of grand imagination And I hope it is the journey not just the destination There are things that his path can brighten Although I admit I myself has not always been shining beacon But man in happiness of spring feels like God in his majesty He feels his destiny is beyond infinity even continuity He feels he is beyond destiny And he feels his is the visage of last, normally awe inspiring continuity He no longer fears winter and fall Even when of his life it is the fall His eyes are still burning like fiery coal And free is his immortal soul