Только что разместил здесь своё стихотворение Калейдоскоп
http://proza.ru/2021/12/30/1756
И вдруг родилось...
The same in English....
The wind - as the whisper of people.
The sun - as the gleam of the fire.
The rain - as the drop on the cheek.
And Morning - as the dawn of the world.
The People - as a part of the Earth.
The Wood - as the giant in green.
The Music - as sprays of the soul.
The Evening - as setting of world.....
Kaleidoscope
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