I see churches
in the mountain peaks.
I hear the gongs
in the sounds of sea
dashing against the stony shore.
I smell incense in the wind
from jasmine flowers
somewhere around.
I enjoy the wealth
of morning dew
that like gems
on grass
abound.
If the world says
drunk, yes, I am;
I drink His Grace
in juicy fruits
nectar in them I found
wow, such a great piece sir...the title catch my curiosity....I AM DRUNK.. drunk? ...when i began reading...it's great...piece so divine...describes the beauty of nature and the things He created for us...with your piece...everyone (I) could proudly say..I AM DRUNK' 10++++ sir....and my vote..
it gives me feeling of person on adventurous voyage, mad for life rgds
God Intoxication is infective and incurable…you tried to inebriate readers by siphoning out that Ambrosia like a guided missile thro’ and thro’ Thanks Sir for sharing… 10++ Ms. Nivedita UK
Drunk we’re with ‘ethanol-riches’ of Nature if our senses are eager for a prior psychic priming. Ten +++ Sir, me too ethanolic LOL! dr.sakti. Please visit my page and comment
you are gifted to drink the nector of the nature.......well penned and nice thought.......
Inclusive, beautiful and inspirational. Excellent lyrical piece. Warm regards, Sandra
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice description...=]