POETIC INSPIRATION

Many times I see you sit on nature’s lap,

Counting of stars and waves on sea;

Sometimes stare at the far horizon,

And enjoy the described rainbow;

Hear the murmuring of the rill and runnel;

Look at the fluttering of the birds,

Don’t understand you and your observation;

I ask to myself; don’t get answer,

Nevertheless I ask again and again.

Perhaps you fall in love of nature,

Nature has maddened you;

You like to capture in papyrus,

Culling some poetic inspiration.