Overture Of Spring

Who fell down the score
of Spring Goddess?
all stave rain poured into
our dormant hearts and 
the yearning frozen land
after a long long hibernation.

The lightning, sharp and bright,
beamed down his spotlight
on our waiting stage while 
the rumble, a distant thunder,
drummed for the overture
of this cheerful season.

The wandering winds blew 
their horns now and then.
So spiritedly!
Rain played her piano
up and down the steps 
from dusk to dawn.
She was devoted!

As glockenspiel echoed,
children's laughter lit 
the first glimmer of dawn;
Verdure and pink dotted here and there,
that's musical notes scattered 
in our deserted garden.

Whose fingers brushed the harp?
ripples quivered across the still pond.
Graceful performance!
Branches swung gently
with their hands in hands.
Sweet dance!

How fresh the scent of air is!
it lingered about
like the soul of the cantor.
And come on, awakening birds,
join our grand ceremony please,
sing your favorite for yourselves and us,
Oh, what a gripping song it is--

It's joy!
It's hope!
It's fantastic!
And it's just-- 
a prelude of our gala concert
in this magnificent universe!

Min Katherine Liu
Virginia Tech
WVArts Solitude
Spring 2016