‘Pon eons of hit and miss
Nature mastered its nature,
Near perfection to reach;
But man in his foolish itch
Thinks, he's reached his high stature,
Not knowing, comes effortless ease
O after years of hard practice.
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Reflections |30.12.18 |
This seems to be mysterious but this is true that nature masters its nature. He has reached up to high structure. This is an interesting poem very well penned.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Years of hard practice! ! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Yes, years of hard practice, take the field of poetry, arts, music especially classical which is spontaneous. Thank you Edward Louis it is years of hard practice.