On this beautiful autumn morning
Skies are a delicate blue;
Pale golden shrubs lend a backcloth
For the roses' deep crimson hue.
Amber and green blend together
And shine in the sunlight's glow
Oh, this is the morning of mornings
I remember from times long ago.
A poetic calmness surrounds me
As sweet songbirds greet a new day.
Trees stand tall, their branches bare
And shrivelled leaves flutter away.
I gaze at this picture so fondly,
Then I look towards heaven to pray,
Whispering gentle words of gratitude
For all the glory of nature's way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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