Let the Fields Sing

Based on Symphony No. 25 in G minor: Allegro Con Brio by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.

I cover my mouth in astonishment,

As I see the lush field before me.

I am finally free!

With a big smile, I run into the bright yellow flowers.

 

Such glee! Such triumph!

The smell of those sweet buds

Hold me, make me run faster,

Among the green carpet of tall grass.

 

The bugs! The leaves!

I sit and pick up a butterfly.

So bright and red and magnificent

As I breathed the crisp spring air!

 

For a moment there is calm,

Then a wild buck appears!

What a lovely and majestic creature

That I had the honour to witness.

 

I get back up again,

Twirling, skipping, falling on the ground

And I see the grey sky,

Praying for some rain for the trees.

 

A drop falls on the bridge of my nose

As I yell and cry in delight.

Life! Life! The flowers will continue to grow,

To give fresh air!

 

A tear of joy trails down my cheek.

O, how grateful I am of Mother Earth

For soaking in the sun’s rays,

For listening to the symphony of nature.

Author's Note

this is my first post! wheeeeee