ART BY P.KRISHNAMOORTHY

"The wood is decked in light green leaf.

The swallow twitters in delight.

The lonely vine sheds joyous tears

Of interwoven dew and light.

Spring weaves a gown of green to clad

The mountain height and wide-spread field.

O when wilt thou, my native land,

In all thy glory stand revealed?"

-  Ilia Chavchavadze, Spring