January 5, 2012
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(this what I wrote after I watched the video)
O! wilderness of Belarus, so pretty and composed
Where nature seems to linger and pause
No rush, no stress only bliss, where time froze
How I’d love to roam your trees, undisturbed and at ease
Everything left alone and at peace.
A lone bison grazing on some luscious herbage
A squirrel grating on a nut with not a care in the world
Flowers, witnesses of a yesterday’s rain, bear on them droplets of freedom and purity.
On your soil seems to nurture harmony and tranquility.
At ease ,nothing amiss, nothing is bothered
Flamboyant trees which I’m yet to acquaint, of the most beauty
Trunks licked by a paradisiacal creek fed by a fervent waterfall
Yet again, nothing seems amiss, everything in its place
A lone bee suckling the ambrosial nectar crusted by a hospitable flower
A place where deers can trot peacefully, unalarmed.
Wilderness of Lakes! Unruffled and dormant where pristine swans afloat your waters so delicately.
O! Wilderness of Belarus!
Where birds stray your soil and rest, on your mother –nature- made nests
The crisp sky above must be very pleased of your sight
Belarus unknown and beautiful, grant me entrance to your charming Edens.
Country of trees and breeze, Gem of Europe, Heavenly-ridden Landscapes
Holder of Nature’s best kept secrets, unveil to me your gardens of splendor and tenderness "
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