Mother Nature, Thy music is the best!
Displayed by creatures, out beating the rest;
What music out comes the bruised bamboo reed!
And notes of the desert dunes make one heed.
Ah what birdsongs render the air so sweet!
Their mere twitter, chirp-talk- a mental feast;
There is no equal for the cricket’s noise;
For nineteen years melodious beauteous warrants
What tambour’s in the male- frog’s mating croak!
The howling winds through mountains can evoke!
The deathly-rattle of a rattle-snake;
The buzzing noise that honeybees can make.
The tone of Thy least creature’s heavenly,
And renders listener’s heart and mind, Godly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem