Life is to live
Love is to give
Beauty is to perceive
Please, don't deceive!
Sins are to distract
Heaven is to protect
Deeds are not perfect
Confession is a pact
The words are a fact
They must have a tact
They grow to construct
A being in form exact!
Twisted words will never live
With handicaps they won't give
Original breed gives a steed
As strong as what we need..
Words with bumps will stumble
Not straigth enough, they tremble
Their bones, soon will crumble
So fragile, cloning is a danger
A beast will be born
A specy out of the form
Of such fate we were warn'd
Let nature be the very norm..
Sweet sounds from the birds
Fierce echoes from the wilds
Smooth touches from the skies
Harsh feelings from the rocks
Repeated rhythm of the seasons
Singing stanzas from the springs
Crying iambes from Autumn
All this can give me reason
Drifting clouds in winter
Breathing winds of summer
Trickling streamS in deep rivers
All speaks in natural words
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I would like to translate this poem
Life is to live Love is to give Beauty is to perceive Please, don't deceive! ... the very first stanza attracted me very much, sins, words, life, journey, streams, reason, beast...... so many points here dear poet. thank u very much. tony