AFTER SHOWERS
A short while ago,
There was the zingling of showers,
Water was everywhere,
Now the pouring of rain has stopped,
The sun has come out,
From the dark tunnel of clouds,
Drops are dancing wayward,
Children are full of rendzevous frenzy,
It looks silence,
After dark tensions and lightning
The clouds have gone away, everything changes. The rains will feed the land.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is the feeling after the dark clouds and lightning one gets....a kind of peace