domenica 20 maggio 2012

It’s Spring.......







Spring lets her blue ribbon
Flutter in the breeze again;
Faint, familiar scents
Drift with promise o'er the land.
Already the violets lie dreaming,
Longing to unfold.
Hark, the sound of a harp faintly from afar!
Yes, spring, it is you!
I can hear you coming!
Eduard Mörike>