Open the window!
the sun provides its shiny look
and the wind has ceased the whistles.

Fish give their dance,
laughing about our rusty hook
and the soil brings about some miracle.

The offspring, unaware of winter's gasp,
jumps out of hidden territory towards earth's vast

"We believe, dare to see (your camouflage) - verity "
they cry out load...
,cannot comprehend nature draining polite charity.

And so the trees herald the news
as the hurricane tries to knock them down,
fetching  the thunder along.

The mysterious spring is being conquered by successor.

Now, it measures the youth
tries to drown it in stupidity.
however, the seasoned  recall-off
the wicked dictate, hiding them under trial.

"Let it rain full-fill our vein, till true sun set us free"
they address
and they agree.

...the mysterious spring will conquer its ancestor.