The Return of She

It warns ones heart
to see the return
of beautiful faces we...
traversed with across the seven seas,
now in voices of sparrows
soft and sweet,
we can hardly wait to hear
the politest speech, of one
since long in hibernation,
as do some birds,
awaiting the return of a spring
ere the summer…
such melodious voices like cuckoo’s sing
and
songs of praise all poets murmur
the one we missed most,
now returns
and
the warmth of flames in our hearts does burn.

A new form of poetry shall be born
as we great poets return,
from our distant sojourn,
in search of melody and symphony
to tune our ears for musicality,
in terms of unmistakable sinographic poetry