The Divine Morn Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
The Divine Morn
the sound of the stream
moving across the undulating
lands wakes me up in the morn
the fragrance of fresh
flowers wafting in the cool air
comes to me as a new day is born
the rustling of leaves and
the humming of bees come
to me as i take a walk on the path
to the garden and i feel the
divine as in the ambience of
a soothing morn i take a deep bath
Soothing morning takes deep bath. Amazing imagination and perception you have shared. This poem is very nice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 1:22:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The beauty of nature always makes our life meaningful and.full of joy. A lovely poem well crafted and full of images.