Two innocent minds were interacting ~
One said to another, do you see those floating clouds,
One day I threw some pebbles in the sea,
And water started to evaporate and now see the magic
Those clouds forming different shapes with silver lining
White as snow and thick dark black and during the sunset
It becomes amber and orange,
soon they will fall by becoming rain.
The other said; look at those mountains,
they are straight out from my canvas and these sitting birds,
I made the trees for them, look here and then see there
are they not out of my drawing book?
As the darkness started to deepen both returned to their homes, now they wonder who created that sky with those stars and moon!
Wonder of innocence cannot be ignored. A soothing poem for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a beautiful write! In every man, there is a child. I too wonder often, " who created that sky with those stars and moon! " loved it.