I live in the mountains
And I roam in the forests
I climb the trees
And I fly with the wind
Because I am nature
Nature is me
It runs through the blood
through oceans and rivers
And I love nature
As nature loves me
The love runs through the sap
And hits like rain on dirt
---norwegian dialect---
E bor i fjella
Å e spring i skogan
E klatre i træra
Å e flyg i vinn'n
For e e natu'urn
Natu'urn e me
Den renn gjænnom bloe
Gjennom have å ælven
Å e ælske natu'urn
Som natu'urn ælske me
Kjærliheta renn gjennom sævja
Å den treff som regn ned på jord
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Author:
Mr. Not (
Offline) - Published: January 29th, 2023 16:30
- Comment from author about the poem: always feel so connected to nature when i write in my dialect. i don't know how to explain it, but it's like i traveled to a place where humans haven't tainted the earth and sat down with my back against a tree while strumming the guitar. its like that feeling, i don't know how my dialect and those things are aligned, but somehow they are.
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Comments2
Lovely poem😍😍
appriciated:) thanks for commenting
they call it 'mother tongue' for a reason
I relate to the feeling, dear poet
thanks for sharing
'It runs through the blood
through oceans and rivers'
all made of that same, oneness
that same 'matter', truly
lovely imagery
Your comment is appreciated, I always feel so happy when someone notices my choice of words, even more when someone can relate to what I write.
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