Dark clouds are fading away
In the eastern mountain range
Silver rays are rolling by
Showering the world
In mother nature’s lake of milk.
Floating in the mist
Creeping through the wood
End up by a stream
That plays a luscious sonata.
There I see a hedge plant
With a lonely pale flower
white as the driven snow
Dressed with moon rays
Necklaces of mountain dew
Embodied in mountain fragrance
Accompanied by angels.
Hanging around in tender breeze
There she dances a charming opera
No nerves to move
No words in my larynx
I am stunned!
Yet, enjoying….
Dear me…
Oh God Nature! !
Kolitha Lelwala
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/white-as-the-driven-snow/
