He ran so fast
Past the hills
The brooks and
The valleys
With a letter in his hand
Bearing good tidings.
He ran so fast
So that he could arrive on time
Where he was sent
But on the way
He was met with difficulties
Hindering and delaying him.
He had to climb mountains,
And maybe slip on the cliffs,
Stumbled himself in a stone,
Had to swim in the streams and rivers
Where boats were boarded to capacity
And where there were no bridges.
In the forests, he had to protect himself
From the chase of wild animals like wolves.
Alas! He made it through to his destination.
Although weary and tired, he was celebrated
For delivering safely the letter.
He had to rest before planning
Of going back home with his rewards.
this is indeed great, love reading such.please could you telleme the devil in that detail?
Beautifully positive vibes poetry. A messenger is always cherished But we never actually analyse all these. Thank-you for bringing these to us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well crafted poem. Simply fascinating ...10++++