the morning breaks out in beauty
and I say hello to the storms
to the clouds and the blue
to the shore to the sea
the morning breaks out in love
and I say hello to the hearts
to the faces and the smiles
to the hands and to the eyes
the morning breaks out in wonder
and I say hello to the child
to the young to the old
to the living and the dead
the morning breaks out in hope
and I say hello to the horizon line
drawing the instinct pre-nature soul
within whose wisdom I'll daily dwell
Vivid imagery and rich diction emphasis your poetic talent. Excellent poem. Now pay attention to the punctuation marks and capital letters which are very much of a need.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ah I was riding the morning breaks then Nair punctuated paradise capitalized it into a small black box and thrown away the key while the morning breaks and I watched amazed as the light paled misty grey into dark as darkness crept over the earth Nairwood