Wind whispering through the trees
In the ear of the passing swallow
Telling the baby squirrel- ‘don't fear the badger
Sleep safely in your hollow.'
Wind whispering through the trees
Going too swift to follow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice poem, Aarushi. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.