The Ambiance of Spring
When the winter cold winds pass me by,
I wait eagerly by my open window to see
clumps of white cloud float in the blue sky.
The month of March comes sparkling as my
most favorite time of the year enticing me,
when the winter cold winds pass me by.
From yonder hazy horizon as they rise, I try
to catch them in frozen mind filled with glee,
clumps of white cloud float in the blue sky.
I hear the music of the rustling leaves dry,
and on flowers of my garden the humming bee,
when the winter cold winds pass me by.
The colors of spring waft on wings of butterfly,
that’s the enchanting time when the feathery
clumps of white cloud float in the blue sky.
In ecstatic ambiance of spring my spirit soars high,
from the clutch of gloomy chill I set myself free,
when the winter cold winds pass me by,
clumps of white cloud float in the blue sky.
July 10, 2920
Contest : Month Of The Year I Like Most
Sponsor : Mohan Chutani
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2020
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