on the other side of the doors
a swelling river loudly roars
raindrops fall in transparent strings
often birds inside nests shake their wings
after long summer it is time for rains
to visit the earth and overflow fields and drains
coming out to the open and looking at the sky
with raindrops beating the face gives comfort and joy
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I would like to translate this poem
raindrops fall in transparent strings often birds inside nests shake their wings after long summer it is time for rains to visit the earth and overflow fields and drains.....amusing expression. This is a beautiful poem on rain. Thank you dear sir.
Receiving such a wonderful comment from a distinguished poet is really makes me feel honored. My gratitude.