I have seen with you
Paradise of fountains and sacred mountains
Open Theatre crowded with young home maker
Oh briseur de coeu
You were there , not there
Was it Mountain, Fountain or you
I don’t have any clue
There is pure magic when you are around
A big turn around
You were there , not there
‘O’ offspring of Mountain
Or stream of the heavenly Fountain
Also the magic drop of rain
Not for a second , you dodge brain
You were there , not there
You are hope to sacred mountain, fountain and rain
Why you chose to end the spell
Forest misses your fragrance and smell
Ringing its fire bell
You were there , not there
God on Mountains, refusing rain
Feeling Bird’s pain
You all must come together
You, Forest , fountain , Mountain, bird and rain
You were there , not there
Have you found a new bird ,fountain and bird song
On a far away Mountain
Come what may
Memory will one day make you sing the old song
You were there , not there
Next time when it rain
Nature’s tears will be on earth again
Do not give me the blame
So prepare your old song
You were there , not there
Mountain , fountain and rain
Travelling on cloud’s train
To greet you again
Touch them to make holy again
You were there , not there
Only those who feel someone’s pain
Are worthy of the love of mountain , fountain and rain
They can make the desert bloom without a drop of rain
Their magic is never going to wane
You were there , not there
Mountain in your bone
Fountain in your vein
Rain singing your song
You are forest or forest is you
Nobody could knew
It is that Mountain
You belong to
With its birds and trees
With its wind and leaves
To sing the Life's song
- Author: Pope (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 3rd, 2022 10:55
- Category: Nature
- Views: 92
Comments7
Awesome π BRO.. Glad to see ur new layer π
Very lovely poem, I like the nature interpretation in your write. Many thanks for the wonderful reading today!
Thank you very much Zuzanna Musial
Thank you Teddy
Thanks Aditya
Such beautiful lines.
Mountain in your bone
Fountain in your vein
Rain singing your song
You are forest or forest is you
Nobody could knew.
Touching linesππππ
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