Early Spring
by Rainer Maria Rilke
Harshness vanished. A sudden softness
has replaced the meadows’ wintry grey.
Little rivulets of water changed
their singing accents. Tendernesses,
hesitantly, reach toward the earth
from space, and country lanes are showing
these unexpected subtle risings
that find expression in the empty trees.
Yes, I’m seeing my day lily sprouts! Exciting! : )
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It is exciting. 🙂
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Beautiful! I can’t wait to see them here!
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You’ve something to look forward to. 🙂
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Ciao carissimo un saluto 🙂
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Sempre felice quando la donna più bella in Italia si ferma. 🙂
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Delightful! I can hardly wait to see them here!..
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