A quiet-flowing river
Of cerulean blue.
Beset by countless wildflow'rs,
Of vast... motely hue.
Beautiful. Bright. Alluring.
A site ne'er to rue.
Lends credence to the landscape;
Breathtaking too.
Words can never give a clue,
Nor their thoughts imbue.
None can render justice to
Such winsomely view.
Exuberating beauty—
Passion to pursue.
Nature's product of fine art
No heart can construe.
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Beautifully rhymed psalm too delicate to handle. Thanks for sharing. X
I tried, but couldn't do it justice. Thanks, Jayatissa, for your kind words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nature's product of fine art touches heart through nice flow of river. This is really very interesting poem beautifully penned.10
It was quite a scene. Thank you.