Early in the morning,
As the sun rises in the east
A flower opens;
An elm tree sings,
As the breeze blows;
A bird flies in the distance,
And a cricket chirps nearby.
I put myself in this day,
Right there under the tree
Watching the birds;
I hear the sound of mother earth
Telling me the purpose of life.
I am at peace with myself,
For this is my Serenity.
This incredible place of meditation
Calms my very being.
It soothes my soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i could picture the scenario in my head as the words unfolder very nicely, an enjoyable read :)