A walk in the woods..
The experience was new,
Little winds blew,
And a strong fragrance,
Of all wilderness arose,
As I walked inside the woods.
Majestic trees tall and high,
Silent observers,
Of a not so silent world,
Red flowers fell,
As a welcome carpet,
Beneath my feet.
I looked up and droplets of water,
Splashed upon my cheeks,
And my forehead,
As I was drenched with gratitude.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem