When I see the beautiful flowers
It is as beautiful as a diamond shower.
The one whose beutyseeps the ocean
For a griefful man it’s a magic potion
The trees, the birds & the animals around
& that’s the place where they are found.
The secret sacred self dependant life
As cheerful as a refreshing drive.
The ultimate nature lovers are the forests there
In front of them, we stand nowhere.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem