I woke up at dawn
to find the clouds trailing the sky
not a single bird was seen to fly
I cannot explain the reason why
i decided to meditate
or else i would be feeling uneasy at any rate
The clouds roared with laughter
the rains in torrents poured there after
I tuned on to my radio
As the winds began to blow
The music from within and without stirred my soul
the rains and the winds filled my empty bowl
i perceive within me
that produce honey to keep me busy like a bee.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The clouds roared with laughter the rains in torrents poured there after......The music from within.. this is really poetic and spiritual...... thank u dear poetess. tony