Nature Poem by aysa jhorna
Nature
No sentinel today,
sky is overcast,
it will rain in town.
The blue-donned crow
woman, Yogi,
they too yearn to loosen into ashower.
Today all forms and figures shall dissolve into a shower,
Gravely shall the pages of the Bible dance...
Cutting through crowd of traffic
on the roads
the white-robed hermit is now pale
after storm comes the rain...
(Prakriti: Translated by Zakeria Shirazi)
you have nicely captured yogi, hermit, all forms and figures. I will remember them, perhaps.
after storm comes the rain... well expressed..... a 10 has been clicked
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I would like to translate this poem
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7/26/2025 5:34:56 PM # 1.0.0
A beautiful composition on nature. I enjoyed a lot and offered my 10 to it.