Treasure Island

Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev

(1886 - 1921 / Russia)

Nature


How tranquil is this little mountain lake
It’s filled with water like a cup
Bamboo looks just like little houses
And trees above – a sea of roofs.

Yet cliffs are sharp, encroached like pagodas
Among the flowers they rise
Eternal nature always learns from us –
That makes my heart and soul rejoice.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 13, 2010

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