(photo from web)
Spring
Now that the land
opens up a new life,
leaving the ice
for a new warmth
perfuming
of renewed color.
Now that the sky
closed cataracts groaning,
smiles in bursts of blue
showing white
teeth clouds.
Now that the senses swirl
in spasm of renewal,
fruitful thoughts fly
until intertwined with the swallows.
Now I wait,
sitting next to my soul
while enchanted admire
spring.
Gaetano Gulisano.
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