the woods are dark and magical
the meadows damp with dew
but still the hills cry emptiness
beneath the awesome blue
for nothing in the wondrous world
is worth a single dime
without a love to share its grace
and mark the passing time
the sun arises in the east
a glow transforms the trees
a tear falls from a trembling leaf
awakened by the breeze
Nice work, yes indeed..without someone to share it seems that life's beauty is a cause for grief, really good work
Nature's muse, beautifully knitted to a rhythmic poem. Thank you for sharing. X
Thank you. I appreciate your reading and commenting on my poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So beautifully written. There's always a morning after darkness. Things look blank n empty often but love colors our life n make it worth living. Awesome imagery. A journey from dark to light depicted well.10 for sure.
Love is all that matters. Without it the beauty in the world means little. Thanks as always.