I wonder what the rain says to you
To me it sings a song from time bygone
I wonder what the rain brings to you
To me it brings a fragrance
That fled with the wind
I'm listening
As the rain comes down
Softly sometimes
Or pelting with passion
I listen
As if I'm listening to words you never spoke.
A typical fragrance that fled with the wind..only the poetess has smelt it, felt it...wonderful expression. A fascinating poem. Top marks!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Magnificent piece...... wonderful to read......