Mini World

Mini-World =========== Meadows evergreen, streams which roar; Singing sitting on trees, flying high birds. Dense dark woods— old lions growl; The wild pastures, leopards race. I own a moon, sun, stars, and a sky, And I can summer in winter, and spring after summer. Tens of thousand, big busty, in rows, My wives, milking buffaloes in long herds. Winning women-singers, And blind old musicians attend my court; In winters’ long nights, Sing the old fairy-story-songs, a young shepherd’s wooing his beloved. I visit the folks living afar, in dusk; They serve us tea, present the swords- dance. O my Lord in the heavens! O Lord of the lords! Allow me! I own— that Mini-World!