A nightingale sings
And silently I listen
In the misty dawn
As the wood wakes from its sleep
And ceeatures begin to stir
This is near perfection! You create a scene without a trace of human interference, except in so far as we participate to the same degree as the other creatures. Your willingness to let the natural landscape speak for itself is admirable. I feel poised in wonder, a part of nature, completely fulfulled.
A beautiful poem with adept imagery!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Woods and birds…a great combination!