On the river’s surface

Light has fallen as from Heaven itself:

Lightness – brightness – lucidity,

Sprinkled with silver fairy dust,

To dance, move and bewitch

Amongst the latticework of branches

Reflected in the dark water.


Above the river’s surface

Pea green buds on trees announce that

Spring will soon reveal herself.

Children shout, birds sing, water ripples

And the sun shines from a cloudless sky.

Don’t be fooled, though -

Winter’s still shaking his finger at us!



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* This was one of almost 400 of my poems published in 2010 by AMS Educational.

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