Its very sweet to look into the nature's beauty
And heaven peace-to spell out prayer.
Full in shining love of fragrance,
which is fair, with hearts contents.
Fine I sinks into the pleasant depth of Oxygen.
Of wavy breeze and it reads me a melody.
And gentle tale of love and tragedy?
Returning to my home.
Watching the notes of nature-an eye
watching the mountains bright greenish-shades
I mourns that day should not be go soon.
Even like the passage my tears roll down
That fails the nature's scene clearly to my eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Full in shining love of fragrance, watching the mountains bright greenish-shades sensing the beauty of nature and reveling in it… to enjoy all the days to come till our death. You hve wonderfully conveyed this truth dear poetess. tony