The pleasures of Earth
The green trees embellish the beautiful sight,
where the gleaming stream looks very bright.
The birds fly over the meadows with great jubilation in the air,
and among them, the wind whistles with joy and debonair.
From flower to flower the bees move in undulation,
and by the end of the day, they return to their hives for a congregation.
A butterfly with different colors flies so sweet and low.
So charming and so beautiful, above her she sees a rainbow.
The gentle and florid grass crunches beneath my feet.
It feels as if I am walking on a plain soft sheet.
The petals of the flowers fly in air and never are deleterious,
With so many beautiful colors they tend to be very ostentatious.
The sun rises in the morning making a bond with earth that is amicable.
The bright light reaches out to us with a feeling of warmth and cherishable.
The ants so busy making sand holes work so fast and are equable.
The swans are so calm in the lake, and to the ants are a complete reciprocal.
The waterfall falls in a hackneyed manner everyday,
like shiny tears falling of soft and benign joy.
Horses run freely in the wild spreading the joyness of magic
They express their joy and are very lethargic.
The eyes of the owl hidden in the tree branches became very dilated,
As if they have many things to say when they are first sited.
When the wolf howls every night,
Every animal gets a feeling of solemnity and fright.
Dolphins jump up, down and even splash in the sea,
And to describe in a delineate way they can sing and whistle and be anything they can be.
The wind whistles so loud and so softly,
that the leaves start to dance to the music with spontaneity.
So dark and so quiet as the leaves slowly sway,
It feels if I have lost all of the stamina for the day.
It seems as if the beauty of nature has solemnly departed,
and left me in solitude.
The green trees embellish the beautiful sight,
where the gleaming stream looks very bright.
The birds fly over the meadows with great jubilation in the air,
and among them, the wind whistles with joy and debonair.
From flower to flower the bees move in undulation,
and by the end of the day, they return to their hives for a congregation.
A butterfly with different colors flies so sweet and low.
So charming and so beautiful, above her she sees a rainbow.
The gentle and florid grass crunches beneath my feet.
It feels as if I am walking on a plain soft sheet.
The petals of the flowers fly in air and never are deleterious,
With so many beautiful colors they tend to be very ostentatious.
The sun rises in the morning making a bond with earth that is amicable.
The bright light reaches out to us with a feeling of warmth and cherishable.
The ants so busy making sand holes work so fast and are equable.
The swans are so calm in the lake, and to the ants are a complete reciprocal.
The waterfall falls in a hackneyed manner everyday,
like shiny tears falling of soft and benign joy.
Horses run freely in the wild spreading the joyness of magic
They express their joy and are very lethargic.
The eyes of the owl hidden in the tree branches became very dilated,
As if they have many things to say when they are first sited.
When the wolf howls every night,
Every animal gets a feeling of solemnity and fright.
Dolphins jump up, down and even splash in the sea,
And to describe in a delineate way they can sing and whistle and be anything they can be.
The wind whistles so loud and so softly,
that the leaves start to dance to the music with spontaneity.
So dark and so quiet as the leaves slowly sway,
It feels if I have lost all of the stamina for the day.
It seems as if the beauty of nature has solemnly departed,
and left me in solitude.
