Heavily overcast sky
With dark clouds
Gentle piercing wind
Rattles oaks, deodhars and pines
Whispers to rodhodendrons
Bloom time not far behind
Birds to safe havens fly
With spring
Again to arrive
Oaks, deodhars and pines
And apple trees
Not far behind
Greet the frozen vapours
With a warm smile.
The cycle of phases makes nature a supreme force. Your poem reminds me of a fact, ' Only a few poets can portray things quite vividly and you are among them'.
Really good poem on nature. You are a talented poet. Thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
natural and cyclic......felt good reading it