Beneath the Sky,
The world so high,
Begins the cry,
it's Morning....
The late the bed,
All the day sad,
Opined the kind,
It's Morning..
Let it Go,
The world of Flow,
You'll Glow,
It's Morning..
Set the high,
Stop the cry,
Feel the Sky,
It's Morning..
-Poet Harshit Sheth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Set the high, Stop the cry, Feel the Sky, It's Morning.. Aim always high.. and pray and work hard to achieve your goals. let your future be as bright as this day morning sun.........pray O God make me climb the mountain peaks which are very very high..... and God will listen to you...... a fine positive poem.. thank u dear poet. tony