Peace where have you vanished?
What chased you away from mind?
Summer is about to end-
Autumn breeze tosses brown leaves in air
Scattered on ground wrinkled and curled
Falling acorns break the silence.
Little squirrels chase each other down from a tree
The one on grass nibbles on an acorn - care free
Her cautious eyes looking straight into my eyes
She senses a familiarity in my figure slight
Careful but not fearful is her demeanor.
A monarch came to rest upon rose bush
Wilted and scorched from Summer's heat
A patch of white cloud floats in blue sky
Beneath it a morning doves glides high.
Nature is restive and calm for a down turn
Though restless is mind for no reason
O! Peace! Where have you gone to hide!
Come back and calm this tumultuous tide.
Marvellous depiction with beautiful diction. Amusing too. Thanks for sharing.....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So nice that you seek peace! Sure you are accustomed to this feeling and it will return to you!