Keep not the window shut,
Especially that window
Of the south.
Call not the bird near,
Especially that bird
Of the west.
Stay still in the north
And rise and rise in the east.
Birds'sing sweet songs regaling the heart Through open windows imagination darts East or west, the same sun shines Everywhere the divine grace benign
a mythological feeling is skillfully set across. wonderful. i think it would be better to offer some notes to aam (general/public) readers on the west bird, south window and all that to make the ambiance still stunning. good. God Bless.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
South wind has the pathos and west brings sunset............so nice of you sir......great concept.......