The breeze blows, as hard as it can,
The wind blows as soft as it can,
The grass rustle as slow as they can,
and the trees sway left and right,
That is the beauty of nature....
The fruits ripen and fall,
The flowers bloom,
swaying us with their beautiful scent,
Butterflies are seen, bees heard,
Nothing can be compared
To the Beauty of Nature...............
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I would like to translate this poem
Beauty of nature. Very good poem.thanks. I like it. I invite you to read my poems and comment.