This comely mountains shade
flaunts like a tinted hue
with birds wovering
As if there're being cade
staring eyes feeds to no clue
here and there; wandering.
Bearded men climbing slow
with bald heads but wisdom-filled
to lead beauty to this mountain
Where pride's pedestal is low,
but humility is greatly thrilled
and grace flows like a fountain.
A wonderful poem conceived with such noble and virtuous thoughts. Thank you dear Poet Okim Otu....top score & to my favourite
Where grace flows like a fountain, there is always love, beauty, compassion, wisdom and value.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I feel like saying amen to the last line. This is great Okim