When clouds part to
Make way for the light
When bird rise from trees
And fly away out of sight
When streams fall silent
To take the sky in its bosom
When around flowers bees
Beat their wings and hum
When buds open up slowly
To release scents and colors
When worms twist and turn
To catch dew's fresh flavors
When from blades of grass
Dew falls like shining pearls
When creepers swing in wind
As a young girl's majestic curls
You come out to celebrate
In open a new womanhood
There are songs in the air to
Spread love and lift the mood
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I would like to translate this poem
Bird rises from tree to fly in open sky. Buds release scent and colours slowly. What an refreshing morning of natural beauty is reflected in this poem really! Very nice poem is.10
Yeah, it is very refreshing to take a walk in the morning and enjoy nature. Thanks for reading and comment. Appreciated.