How gently night has fallen
How serene the day's end
After the summer tempest
And fury of the wind
How soft the twilight colors
In the storm's afterglow
How sweet the smell of freshness
From the torrents flow
How gently night has fallen
On the distant hills
And through the balm of summer
Sound of whippoorwills.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem paints a serene picture after the storm. Liked it.
Thank you Ruta. Nature is the best place to get away from life's worries.