Spring Wind

the wind came blowing slow
whispering in my ears
the beauty of the spring
telling me how this season
so quietly sing.
it came
brushed my face
and lifted my hair
left a sweet perfume
for me to smell
happiness of coolness
in my heart
soft music of nature
to my ear.
it brought the cuckoo's voice
holding at its grip
scattering it in every spring villages
the perfumes from flowery boughs
spreading unnoticed evrywhere..
Oh the messenger wind
you already brought to me
the beauty of the spring.