Imagine if you would
a wood
With rays of sun passing through branches
lighting up the woodland floor
bringing new life where for months there was none
opening up avenues in shades of green
suggestions of the months to come
where the lifeblood of nature redeems itself
refreshes itself
and throws interesting forms
as colour envelops all
and everything within it is alive again
Imagine if you will
the still
On a warm and sultry morning
where every breeze is welcome
where each new cobweb brushes across the face
and somewhere life is waking
ready for the new day
and the wondrous sights and sounds
of the wood
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good poem minute observations on nature and tree.