Minggu, 19 Maret 2017

Poetry

Mountains


Tall and brawny like touch the sky,
The color of mountain and the color of sky looks quiet,
They soar so high,
Looks spooky, so great.

Covered in a mist,
You can feel fresh air,
By the cold wind blows,
Awe, how wonderful god is creation.

You can hear sound of water,
You can hear sound of nature,
The river bottom to munch grass,
The flapping of wings as a birds soared up over a river.

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