詩人気分になった初春

水曜日に大雪だったのに、週末になったら、まるきり初春です。うちの近所の川沿いで散歩したら、あまりにもの美しい景色に、見惚れて、いくつか英語のフレーズが頭に浮びましだ。まるで自分が詩人になった気分です。こんなものです。

Who has hanged a couple of pieces of clouds up there to decorate the blue sky?

Who has given the wings to little birds to allow them to fly like "Gravity? Never heard of it!"?

Who has caused the river to flow to balance this peaceful scenery with dynamic movement?

Who has turned on the lamp of the sun, the fan of the breeze, and the speaker of all sounds of the nature?

Who has set the alarm for the trees to shoot out their sprouts all at once?

Who has signaled the flowers to get their buds "ready" for the "go" ?

Who needs to adventure to the end of the land to find the spectaculars? They are right here, in my neighborhood.