The trees have shed their tears,
And the lakes are clad in snow,
But the blue light of the moon glows;
Brighter than never before.
Yes, it is the winter charm,
A charm that brings a smile;
Of hope and reasons to thrive;
Our wonderful journey of life.
The clouds hum a lullaby;
Cuddling the nature to sleep;
Like a sweet little baby she sleeps;
Embraced by the magical blanket of snow.
Its all white and gray, but bright;
With the moon showering its light;
'Sweet baby sleep', the angel sings;
'The journey of the seasons awaits'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The clouds hum a lullaby; Cuddling the nature to sleep; Like a sweet little baby she sleeps; Embraced by the magical blanket of snow! Yes indeed the whole Nature is a life in cosmic terms and a Baby! .. and a protector like a Mother to her offspring, caring for every life that it supports..! Wonderful piece of ultimate truth of Nature and its caring Gestures! well written in so brief.. thank you for sharing! 10+++