when alone i vast open lands
there is always the feeling we are not alone.
at the blow of a soft breeze
there is even more comfort than from friends.
she sings for us in her breezes
directs us in confusion
wipes away tears in our eyes
when sadness is the talk of the day
she wipes it away
better than a friend yes
better than many
Belief in nature and what it can do is the first step to wisdom. Well write. Mohabeer Beeharry May be you can read my poems sometimes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good imagery, sweet words and of course beautiful poem