1983, A J Canagaratna, A Prosperous Spring, A. JESURASA, Big Match, In Memory of the Anonymous Dead, Mirrored Images: An Anthology of Sri Lankan Poetry, poems, Poetry, SUNANDA MAHENDRA, Yasmine Gooneratne
A Prosperous Spring
This is the winter’s end when days pass ever so slow
the new grass and the tender leaves yet to open their eyes.
Gentle rains blending with the softest snow
fall intermittently on the earth.
This is the end of winter which enlivens
this London park.
Like smoke balls
linger in the blue skies
giant, gaunt trees sans leaves
with linear patterns on them
soothe the spirit when you watch.
Not stopping to see
I walk across the park.
It’s said spring will dawn in a few days time
this time it’s going to be a prosperous one
I feel lonely and cannot abide the time.
Do come and join me my love
they say this time it’s going to be
a prosperous spring
Sharp, green tender shoots burst forth
splitting the trees
heads slightly raised.
Is it the spring for which they yearn?
The groves amidst the park, do they too await the spring?
This time round, will it be
a prosperous spring?