the raintree and the oak
completely bare of leaves
all day the drizzle falls
like tears as nature grieves
the rain quenches a fire
in the palmetto brush
the breeze stirs a palm
noise is all a hush
this is familiar prelude
I've seen it many a time
death is everywhere
till earth composes rhyme
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem