Morning in a Silva

My heart resuscitated in the morning
By a pop of a tardy green
In a serene silva teeming with chirps
And squabble of tiny bugs

Of the viridescence and the bridge
Across boundaries of decadent minds, aha
I heard whispers of summertime
Like the brush of the Classic, like the
Lyric romanzas of Shakespeare’s

Among branches of hope, along trunks of faith
Between all walks of life and you and I, aha
Mother Nature spilled Her ardency
Across cerulean sky full of fragrant hibiscuses
Over evergreen lands bestrewn with youthful babies

Of the verdancy and the hill
Beyond sea tides and sunrise, aha
Winds clamoured for a twist of sunshine
Leaving tranquil shadows of gentle breezes, and
Graceful footprints of bluish paths

As the aubade went one
“Oh, y-you are my sunshine
Together we kindle with an olive branch
Off the blues, off the purplish grief”
Two
"Oh, y-you are my savior
Together we hover and sparkle
Off the gray, off the flammulated lament"
And three
W-We bloom together

My heart resuscitated in the morning
By a pop of a tardy green