Life seems so worthwhile
If faith prevails.
The steady stream of
Steaked lines of rai
nAgainst the back drop
of the green green trees
The faith in nature
The thrist is quenched
The earth, the trees and the nature
drenched and gay
It is a normal days
except the pouring rain
Every sense has appealed
To the beauty of life
To the harmony inside
I see yonder
the two young Birds, they peck
And love the bounty in nature
the one for the other
Hopping in a dainty gait
to remind his partner
the Splendor that he is there
The carpet of green grass
Burgeoning and sparkle
With the rain drops
The rain drops keep falling
A prelude to another rain!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem