Among The Mountains

Poem By Wieslaw Musialowski

Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 9/04/2020

Old beech trees barrels
full of honey dew,
the swarm of bumblebees were greeting
during a mating meeting.

Aged silver firs
- will reach the cloudy skies,
like teak trees
during the hot summer day.

Ruby shrubs of viburnum
are foretelling rainy hours
- raspberries are sparkling with crimson,
hosting bird families.

The sun lying with half-shadow,
deludes dead streams
- with a shade of silver sparks,
forging shallow creeks.

Copyright © by Wieslaw Musialowski 10/9/2001

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