Nature

How tranquil is this little mountain lake
It-s filled with water like a cup
Bamboo looks just like little houses
And trees above - a sea of roofs.

Yet cliffs are sharp, encroached like pagodas
Among the flowers they rise
Eternal nature always learns from us -
That makes my heart and soul rejoice.

Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev The copyright of the poems published here are belong to their poets. Internetpoem.com is a non-profit poetry portal. All information in here has been published only for educational and informational purposes.