Western breeze sweeps through the leaves
They rustle together singing a melody
Whispering to the buds of the spring
Gently to sway with the trees
The flowers fall like rain from heaven
And a bed of blossoms covers the ground
Lying among those scented foliage
my heart rejoices
The blades of grass poke me through
the tiny gap
To see the sunlight through the dew drops
The gift of freshness nature celebrates
As every living being inhale the scent
in the air
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Hi Rini, This poem is rather a celebration of One-ness with nature. : : The gift of freshness nature celebrates : : As every living being inhale the scent : : in the air Lovely. The fullness of nature! !
To sway with the trees! ! Nature! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This is a very beautiful and very wonderful poem about western melody.