A hamlet tranquil, picturesque,
Quite high above the sea;
With pastures green, where cattle graze
Is where my house is built.
Where highland meets the sea below,
The edge is ragged slope;
With flowers wild and shrubs and grass,
And bald hills in a row.
Even the clouds appear friendly
And sea is calm mostly;
There is no fear of tsunamis –
A blessing God gave me.
A rivulet turns waterfall
And joins the mother sea;
My life seems glorious, heavenly,
God is kind overly.
A paradise on earth is rare
But many do exist;
The lucky few have homes in here
And life goes happily.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Quite high above the sea! With the muse of life and the status of nature. Nice work.