Sun, nonchalantly, makes
plants grow, buds open
flowers bloom, fruits ripe,
zephyrs twirl, rain-bows glow
deer cubs toss, butterflies flap
and a host of happenings
one after the other in chain!
On the lap of mother earth
Poets sitting down submissively,
counting on, write down mounds of lines,
Making every event, like, their own,
adding bits of decors and sweeteners
Nature is always sweet to look at and enjoy, and even to pen down poems on.. Thank you for sharing Jayatissa. It's a lovely poem :)
I am so happy that my poem November Morning has inspired you to write this lovely poem on all that happens in Nature in day light and how they are made immortal by poets! A 10
you have painted the activities of sun in poetic language, with beautiful words and images, thanks for sharing, if you find time please read some of my poems and leave your comments.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem and reflection.