The white pigeon jumping on the Balcony!
Peeping inside the room to find me Alone
As eager to convey the News of SPRING!
That being at arrival next to the Door
And to Cherish the shinning Sun of Dawn!
So to smell the Fragrance of Green Air
The Trees sighing with the flow of Wind
Recognizing Distant footsteps of the Mammals!
The birds singing and soaring on the SKy
And Beautification of Lucid sky in Tranquil of River!
All being receptive to the joy of Nature
And admiring the Eternal Compassion of Thee!
Though in the amidst of the Mess of Quake
Wait not to appreciate the Wondrous Season!
