Poetry

O! Dear Bumblebee,
The poetry is the Earth, charming;
The river, flowing from lofty mountains;
Nature, a young woman and a heavenly plant
With blossoming flowers,
Slinking in the garden of the mind.

She is a matter like the Earth;
She is realized
as the highest level of consciousness.
The rays of life enlighten poetry
From different angles as
the Earth is lighted by sunlight.
She is the heavenly Earth,
Brilliant and wonderful playing on the space of thoughts
And giving a benevolent smile of new inspiration.

She is like a river, flowing spontaneously.
The lives are similar to the streams
flowing with sweet water in a river.
The river of poetry contains
the myths like small fishes jiggling
and the open banks like wide perceptions.
The waves of rhythmic language,
tunes of sweet feelings and singing birds like the depths of meaning
make the river of poetry ever flowing.

She is a young woman of beautiful Nature.
She is bent down
by the heaviness of her breasts of conscience and brilliance.
She always glances pleasantly
by her beautiful physical structure.
The woman of poetry twinkles the smiles of natural magnificence
and dances in the mind with dazzling costumes.

O! Lovely Bumblebee,
She is a heavenly plant with blossoming flowers,
Slinking in the garden of the mind.
The root of the plant of poetry is linked
with the highest realization.
The plant of poetry,
filled by the juice of sweetness
and swaying with her leaves,
eternal moves around the intellectual world.
The heavenly plant of poetry,
smiling with blossoming flowers of aspirations is ever busy
in the art of creativity.

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