The mild wind sighed again
and springtime returned.
The leaves rebounded—
my heart blossomed
from suffering.
Winter arrived and time stopped,
so much that my heart seemed to freeze over—
so much that I believed that never again
would springtime return.
But one morning when the sun returned,
springtime awoke me
and the earth rebounded
and my heart blossomed
from suffering.
~~~~~
The mild wind sighed again
and springtime returned.
The leaves rebounded—
and my heart blossomed
from suffering.