How can something so lovely
So radiant as the first light of spring
Be taken away from someone
As sudden as a comet
Hurtling across the night sky?
I have traveled far and long
And sailed mighty seas
To reach your oasis
Only to find you gone
I had a momentary glimpse
Of flowers oh so comely
Majestically perched atop fields of green
How can I tell them of your hasty departure?
For a few blissful moments
My eyes were greeted
With the glorious sight
Of brooks and streams and rivers
Sparkling and silently singing in the expanse
What will they sing now?
Unbeknownst to the meadowlarks
The blackbirds and the nightingales
Who used to hum melodies in the gardens
You have vanished without a trace
Will their chorus still have harmony?
Sunlight and sweet scent
No longer prevail there
Everything will soon wither
In that once fertile land
What was once a sanctuary
Of things beautiful and full of life
Will be lifeless and forlorn before long
Being is waning
I had this foreboding
Why didn’t I listen to the wind?