A peculiar sun shone rays for a week and three days

Shaken alive was the hibernated spirit from a sullen winter

I followed the zeal of the sky to the edge of the riverbed

I Always follow the company of the sun in noblest spring

Again each year I return and marvel by the sandy banks

Then suddenly the winds charged to veer off the radiance

Brought a torrent of rain and swelled the rivers full and wide

The incessant bewailing of the sky surfaced to bring a miracle

On the road home I passed a fruit tree and seen the awe

And aye! tiny blooms of pink and white did sprout

The journey has begun alas!

I have survived all the long chills of icy wintry eves

And now the glorious spring has birthed wonders of small miracles

The gardens from this day to fall shall grow; hence to capture my eye

Increase oh gardens’ murals!

Produce and flourish henceforward!

Cover your denuded land in the ravishing verdant

That I may sit beneath you and lend ears to your hushing leaves

Tokens of time I shall find among in this soft and sumptuous deity

As long as you keep your promise of spring

My eyes' serene splendor seasonably chosen free

Michael R Pinnell