Light beams bright
bounced off Life's sight
springing from clouds' lofty height.
In the greens of Springs nascent murmurs
I felt the breadth of Nature's
winds and smelled
her redolent colours.
The virility of her bosomed hills,
nobility of her chiselled peaks
graced Hope's reach.
For behind the Sun lay the
vanquished
shadows of Winter's listlessness
tugging my abeyances
and fears.
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