In the heart of spring,

In the midst of day..

I was reading paper in the

Laps of my soothing garden.

Beneath the shade of a life

As once I helped my father

Unknowingly to plant a plant all together.

Believing the chimera –

That I am the one to be in pain,

When the trees ’ll stop the coming rain.

I would be in severe jeopardy,

So, anxiously shall I worry?

Thinking the verity of future,

I made me pact with rapture.

Today I m’ relaxed

In my soothing garden!

Beaming at the paper.