When the bubbles burst
sprinkling tiny droplets
The drops roll and ooze
from one leaf to another
Some freeze in the morning chill
dispersing the cool freshness
And the energy of love is
absorbed through the pores
making the inner being alive
Heart grows more and more
towards the origin of light
Then at it's completeness
a bud protrudes and blooms
quenching the thirst of the bee
A kind of unusual feel
is streaming into my heart
Filling it with abundance
of joy and pleasure
I want to be alive once more
when the morning dew is at my door
Life is a joy, but sometimes we forget how to enjoy, it's very easy just remain close to the nature. A lovely poem.
When love is joy is and in nature these two are always, nice poem
A most beautiful ode to nature and feeling alive. Excellent write, Rini!
A marvelous poem that gives joy and pleasure to one's heart. Beautifully crafted and well executed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rini, this nature poem is as fresh as the dew. Wonderful.+++10
Thanks for your lovely comment Robert..! ! !