May arrives in flowers so dear to this nature
Showers this earth of mine in fragrance of words,
there that  mask of untruth wanes,
vanishes far away like a spring cloud.
From the golden sea shores of life
let me count the wisdom of world
sand by sand, grain by grain
and in sea shells, I hear the roars of ocean
again and again
again and again
like the whisper of a true friend
nature shows me the valley of a mountain..
deep down......so low...
from a narrow minded cliff..…