How quickly the clouds move at the first sight of the early morning Sun!
They move en masse, as though a congregation has been organised
by the elders of the nebula family.

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Children playing on the ground
plead their mothers to bring the bulbous
cotton candy that floats midair.

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Momentarily, the oldest of the clouds
gather their muscles and shield you
to give some respite for the workers who dot the paddy fields of Hubei.

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Birds come out of the nest and sing the most beautiful songs.
Worms come out of the soil to feed on the fresh leaves
that have just sprouted.

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The magpies and skylarks are elated with abundant food and berries.
Plants sport magnificent colours and attract every onlooker
to feel and to touch, the soft, velvety, exterior.

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And human beings smile at last.
Smile that swells like water from the
hot springs of Vichy.

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Such wonders doth the Sun bring
on a pleasant morning during Spring time.
Thou art truly great, mon cher ami ):