It's a calm day,
The sky is bright blue.
Scattered with milky white clouds,
The sunlight illuminates
The different hues
Of the leaves on the trees
And the petals of the flowers.
Only a moment of silence,
Before the sweet serenading sounds
By a choir of wild birds boldly begins
Whistling in nature's ear,
Nature is having a family affair,
As brother breeze brushes through
The branches and the weeds
Making them sway left and right.
Nothing remains still
Though the day seems still.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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