Just when the day broke illuminating the sky
I looked for the flocks to fly up high
Dawn passed spreading some dew
That is when I saw birds a few
A rainbow cut across the hues
And splashes of colours covered the blues
Bees and wasps still are missing
Is it that nectars are drying
Reminding those vast petalous spreads
Greens, pinks, yellows, whites and reds
That is now a distant past
Future is fast, destruction is vast
Would it be a difficult task
Recreating the splendid floral mask
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I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem with fabulous use of imagery. Thanks for sharing and keep writing.