Renascence!

I love new evening scenery
When geese escadrille on the wing,
Fanning nature's halcyon greenery
Under every blithe and airy thing
Engaged in transverse solar beams,
Depicting all that lay before
As heaven itself in angel dreams
Scored by paragon's troubadour!
But little do the apes below
All those prepossessing sights,
Consider the atmospheric flow
Circa vernal moonrise nights,
Where thoughts may drift wherever they please
Free afresh from winter freeze!