Spring is Come

Spring is Come - 

Pratyush Parashar Das 

 And so does winter come to an end, the feeling of warmth and rejuvenation heralding a phenomenon that is truly a Godsend,

For it is now that Mother Nature seeks to bloom again, as heralded by the gorgeously red Gulmohar flowers, forming a magnificent lion's mane.

As the sky no longer groans under the opooresive weight of hail-burdened clouds and smog,

Forests come alive, with the sound of crickets in their thickets, and the lonely frog who peers out from his bog,

Thus it is so that my heart rejoices for Spring is come, and so it is that I walk through flower-filled lands, as the birds sing, and bees hum