we wandered over plains and open terrain
and nature offered us what she would
and we took what we needed
and not more,
and we shared and fed strangers;
we had feasts and dances
and we loved the land
and the land loved us back;
and the animals
and the creatures of the earth
knew us
and we knew each by name and habit;
and we saw open skies in the day
and at nights we saw
countless unabashed stars
and the moon presiding
over all life and all mysteries and terrors;
and the songs and music sweetened our lives
and the fields filled our bellies
and the mountains and the hills
filled our minds
for we were children of the open fields
wow....very well penned.... liked reading it... thanx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Exelent write Raj. It sounds pretty good to me - living of the fields like it used to be.