Spring Sonata

Dream catchers chime in the wind, like soft tones of a xylophone. Melodic melancholic rain, is free flowing, but morning birds still arrive, sitting on wet window sills, singing about their desires. In daffodil daydreams, the breeze resonates like a flutist, gently swaying bluebells in a rhythmic flow, as pink, silver and lilac heather spread around a bed of golden violet crocus. Under my magnificent magnolia tree, ivory petals dance in puddles upon damp lawns with fresh grass, weeping love songs strummed on acoustic strings of green. Sprinkles of drizzle sparkle, like an absent lover's ostinato, caressing the earth in a rhapsody of tender kisses, nourishing it's soul to harmonise with a symphony of returning sun rays. As a chorus of clouds clear in a final crescendo, introducing sapphire hues with golden delight, rainbow pastels bless the tempo of rows of tantalising tulips in kaleidoscopic shades - as natures breathes in alternating fusion.