In the vast expanse,
A shadowy light flickers unseen,
Like a sunbeam lost where the window’s been,
It knocks at the glass, timidly, like a trance,
Afraid to disturb dreams in slumber’s serene.

In the dark of night, a lonely birch sways,
The wind plays a tune by the waterside’s haze,
And the thunderclouds, waiting for their cue,
Will showcase a waltz in the meadows anew.

The springtime’s carnival knocks at the gate,
It’s time to rejoice, don’t let it wait!
Spring is so lovely, it captures each heart,
For those she has graced with love from the start.