Spring

Forging past winter,

breaking the yawn at once

Here's the blue blossom,

here the song of oriole

Babble of the brook

high up in mountain

couldn't wait to flow

past the thawed snow

And the Sun,

otherwise punctual,

dawdling past eventide

Night need wait longer

Uncared for the glum

I'm used to wear

like the skin

I couldn't moult

The shameless Spring

is finally here