Seagulls

The dusky eve in country meads In rainy weather rainy day All trees were standing stony still While kids in street with boats they play The water smiled and flowed in lake And smiled all time the mirthful gulls As silent as a painted scene To throbbing heart to itself pulls In watery fields they stood like saints As in a ritual in a pray So far so far I stood in awe A single word I cannot say Thousands of Questions in my mind Hide and seek as if they play Seagulls are mad in natures love As mad as any one can be The weeds' the lake, the ancient wood Surpassed the every scene in glee Oh nature such angels of mirth! You cant and cant in all world see The smiling blooms all smiled at them While leaves composed a beauty tune The gushing water gushed in mirth With icy flakes with sleety tune In sullen morns in mournful eves When sadness sends her gloomy rays They sooth me with their beauty sight Forever in my heart they stay In greenish vale on watery lake No worldly painter paint such scene In darkish nights of waning moon They shine with an unearthly sheen