At this early morning we sing
Birds too sing with us in joy
New light rays come up near
No obstacles we face we feel.
Mind blooms with flowers sure
New grasses grow with on soil
Mist slowly evaporates and says
Go on writing new, new poems.
Lovely life twists to vision
Beauty of new season we feel
Definite hope adores life more
We find freedom in nature's lap.
Viewing this life fantastically
We hope again to have affection
This morning sings for freedom
This eternal freedom is given.
Beauty of new season we feel.... beautiful. A marvelous poem.
What a soulful Song,5 Stars for this enchanting poem, loveliest morning song about freedom as well as about poetic writing, I cite your lines here: Mist slowly evaporates and says Go on writing new, new poems.. How beautiful are these words!
Birds sing, morning sings and beautiful mind also sings. This poem is very interesting. I too sing reading it.
'Freedom' is a word which resonates with me and it it is reminiscent of the morning sounds of which you speak. A growing mastery of sound words in your poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nature knows us very well. We like changes and nature brings changes that make our lives attractive and pleasant. A beautiful poem.