Yet I unfolded my languid eyes
and sun still coruscated blithe.
Afar nights of then and morrow,
aglowing intrepid this moment.
Spring had begoned with zephyrs,
wan brumes had dappled the azure.
And then to the whisper of moment,
they splatter mellow showers.
Raindrops ensconced the tacit sod,
latent seeds dawned into shoots.
And anon came amiable buds,
flaunting with the easterlies.
And alike benign blooming buds,
life blossoms every moment,
then charismatic petals adorn,
the mirthful present of life.
When the moment comes,
petals wither with serene reticence.
Do depart forever like those flowers,
leaving the world a beautiful place.