Clear azure blue sky,
Fluffy white clouds floating by,
Sun shining brilliantly,
God's gifts captivate me.
Gentle rustling of trees,
Undulating in the breeze,
Branches swaying as they please,
Gratefully I fall to my knees.
Fragrant flowers in many a hue,
Pink, red, yellow and blue,
All budding according to cue,
Praise to my Creator is due.
Melodious songbirds of the air,
Each chirping in unique flair,
Flitting and flying here and there,
With soaring soul I say a prayer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good write Mel. I like the flowing word patterns in this piece. Short write, but full of great visions of these 'Gifts of Nature' you remind us all of. Thanks.....Steve