The shower of sapless leaves,
Dancing in the midst of them,
My deep despair do they cleave;
I'm never more the same.
Lo! This blade of grass
Edifies so many things;
Yonder the golden mass
Lessons my heart that sings.
We change every day;
We are born again and again;
We never decease any day;
Everything's in a chain.
That I'll never die
Produces in me bounty and joy;
When one's soul's uplifted high,
One sheds off being coy.
A wonderfully written composition. Simply awesome....10+++
Cordial thanks for such a nice comment.
Thank you so much for such a heartfelt appreciation.
beautiful metamorphosis is expressed in last stanza wanna recite @ quote - That I'll never die Produces in me bounty and joy; When one's soul's uplifted high, One sheds off being coy./// 10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Such a wonderful poem. Beautiful pictures have been added which add to beauty of the poem. Metamorphosis in an optimistic way.
Thank you so much for such a lovely comment.