Sunlight, dappled through the trees,
Birds cawing on a gentle breeze...
Sunlight warms as it falls,
Makes shadows, dances and calls.
Calls out to the creatures to warm,
Warm their souls, upon them happiness is born...
Sunlight; gentle, balming, cool.
Carried on a breeze like a simple jewel...
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I would like to translate this poem
Loved this poem. Colourful and expressive. Well Done. Love: D