Time flows
As does the river to merge with the ocean
The wind blows
Clouds burst into rains
The river with the time flow swift
We call it a nature’s gift
Time change
Like the seasons
At times cold biting winter
While spring with its melody awaits on the other
I await for the spring
Hope to breathe a sigh of relief
In this stormy weather
Wish could meet my seer
And close my eyes
Happily in dreams fly up the skies
On the wings of my imagination
I float to participate in the celebration.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem