Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
Nature - Poem by Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
How tranquil is this little mountain lake
It’s filled with water like a cup
Bamboo looks just like little houses
And trees above – a sea of roofs.
Yet cliffs are sharp, encroached like pagodas
Among the flowers they rise
Eternal nature always learns from us –
That makes my heart and soul rejoice.
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