a moment
to feel,
a flower looks
for beloved fragrance
and the bee searches
the tune for its song.
the cloud searches,
the lap of earth
river, streams
in its meandering
to the bed of vast sea.
to dance the leaf yearns,
for the rhythm of,
the early morning breeze,
and the grasshopper dances,
in dewy grass in glee.
for the man slowly comes,
the evening of desire,
in merry merth, and soulful bliss
his family is his treasure!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice imagery, good message, lovely write!