The mist has lifted
Revealing a new world
The dew drops are simmering
On leaves, fronds and blades of grass
The cool wind has
Stopped over the valley
The stream is moving singing
The song it has been singing since long
Doors and windows
Are opened to let the light
Of the morning in and give warmth
Rooms are filled with sound of prayers
Flowers are opening
Their petals to give honey
To surly bees and spill essences
And colors for butterflies to play with
Clouds watch silently
Gathering in the mid sky
The colorful vista of the earth
Before they melt away at glowing horizon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting poem. Thanks for sharing.