As morning arrives here
Wind becomes fast to think
To touch freshness of mind
Wind binds love in touch.
We hope to see bees fly
In search of love flower
To gather honey and serve
They fly in new wind far.
Having a life like wind
We travel in freshness
Morning sings the day
Entirely wind sings love.
New glitter of wind we feel
As birds chirp and sing
Sound flies up to us more
Wind gives feathers of love.
That wind is special which tenderly touches and whisper. I love to roam in wind.
The soothing wind, the sight of the honey bee searching for flowers and the sound of chirping birds..... all these make the morning beautiful.....! A fine description of a fresh and bright morning!
Glitter Of Wind - such a beautiful phrase you created. serenity of morning touching reader's soul through your poem. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Verily, the morning brings a new freshness and a new glitter of wind and its freshness