Young day, old spring

I have opened my eyes: all the things have been changed,
Light’s got brighter from thousand of candles above.
Drops of water in puddles have clearly arranged.
Feeling spirit of  love is completely alive,
As somebody has altered my aimless routine
To the luxurious movie, the beautiful  film;
As somebody withdrew all the lie that laid in,
Set the sunbeam on fire to shine at his will.
I am tripping alone on the path in the streets,
I’m a master of destiny that has been mine.
Changing winds are the measured ideal heartbeats,
They are blue open sky and the taste of the wine.
But I didn’t believe in tomorrow last day,
I indulged in my being cast down, loosing heart.
I was put to the torture at home, like in cave.
But I always stab into the back, try to spurt…
I seem woken and look at the Earth with surprise:
I can’t see here the world where I slept all my days,
Yes, I probably knew, that my sun wouldn’t rise,
But I couldn’t repeat it in young sunny rays.
It’s the first day of living, it’s wonderful day,
It is better than years in nervous alarm.
I can crave for my future more than words can say,
God exists, cause he always avoids me from harm.
So, the weather is totally changed in one night…
Did the ice from the heart melt by springtime or not??
Or the darkness was frightened of waking sunlight
And this wonder remembered the things I forgot??
It’s amazing, how strong is the God to vouchsafe
Answers, given to me in this changeable world.
It’s amazing to feel happiness to be saved,
It’s enormous, and can’t be expressed in one word.
Something stayed down the line of voluptuous rain:
It’s not shame, I still have my ignored self-esteem.
It’s just mirror reflections with you as the stain.
This is truly my love in dispensable dream.