Here I am
Stand still in this solitary hill top
Breathe air of solitude
Feel the breeze of spring
That bears the fragrance of grass and wild flowers
To my bare feet
Soft green grass lay wet
Bathing in morning dews
To my bare eyes
Poplars and willows wave their branches
Playful in a jest
Under misty morning rays
to my body and soul
the nature sings beautiful lyrics
mystical and beautiful
a serenade of spring
a symphony for the soul
I close my eyes
To hear the music of the spring
With heart so wide open
so light and full of joys
with soft white clouds
higher and higher
Grief nor disquiet come no more
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