Spring Longing

Tall poplars cast shadow Upon a beautiful meadow The smell of marigold awakens the soul Green eyes of spring are in control Crocuses will peep from beneath the snow Through the boughs of trees the wind will blow The primrose appear from below Everything begins to grow Hills roll About that roll There is something causing ache of the soul Similar like the one world feels late fall The hills roll for infinity Above them buzzard flies with majesty At one moment you feel time catching up to you At others you feel like it has stopped to The river snakes through the scene The scene is so serene You feel there is freedom there that you can’t touch And that hurts your spirit very much But it is natural to be free This is your destiny The two paradoxes are for now untouchable but real And when reaching blue omega truly free you will feel