Brook and a book in the hand,
Rock of nature ahead of me!
Only to enjoy the stories of the book,
Colours of life all around me! !
Keeping up with my steps,
Managing the affairs of my life,
All along reading this book,
Nature with the notes of the things seen around;
Natural! ! ! With the aroma of creation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem