The first drops of golden rays wake the deeply slumbered earth Wind blows a cold breeze from the bay let the flowers dance with mirth


The first drops of golden rays
        wake the deeply slumbered earth

Wind blows a cold breeze from the bay
        let the flowers dance with mirth

Dewdrops strewn like myriad crystals
        mirror nature in a mirage

Flowers bloom with fragrant petals
        capture butterflies on espionage

Cold river constantly flows
        rushing down in a slender twist

Valleys and prairies and meadows
        reveal their splendor from the mist

Trees unfold its emerald crown
        to welcome the morning bright 


On their huge bough, I lay down
        to bask on a blitheful sight.


Created: June 16th, 2012 at 5:58am
Modified: September 1st, 2015 at 11:41am


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