I paint no one as evil,
It’s the conscience who addresses and utter.
I paint no judgment,
It’s the circumstances who arbitrate the state.
I just reinstate, innovate or translate,
The perceive iota in front of my face.
Can’t you see the truth behind the clouds?
Can’t you hear the trees whispering and cry?
See them, feel them…. hear them sigh…
Nature teaches various lessons than we mortals in this land.
We just have to listen to hear them calling.
We just have to open our eyes to see them crying.
25th of November,2009
true catrina nature does talk if only one listens lovely wriite 10
No one wants to be judgemental, its only the cicumstances that compell you to judge. Nature is for sure a great teacher but only if we are ready to imbibe. Great work as usual.
Well let all listen to nature and interpret how they know best.... Good write (^ _^)
'Getting and spending we lay waste our powers, Little we see in Nature that is ours, We have given our hearts away a sordid boon.' Wordsworth
Thanx for your comments on my work. After reading your comments i clicked your page to see what you write 'bout and what i found there is the reason why i'm leaving this comment now. Please don't take it as i'm returning your favor.. The things you write brings the smell of happines to me..which i can hardly do. Take care and keep going: -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good thing you do. i do the same as the first stanza.. :) .