The cascades coming down the rocky mountain faces

On nimble silver slippers of glass aglow in golden light

Their lyrical gaits reverberate as ambrosiac strains

In the serenity of the silent deserted woods

Singing of the chilly fingers of feather soft snow crystals

That glisten in sun rays as fragment of the mirror of Iris

They sing of the glacier with a heart of icing melting

With love to give birth to serpentine rivers

Appearing like a veil of stars in th daytime

Or as if the Milky Way had steped down from the indigo expanse

To hum sweet melodies to the sun in broad daylight

The desires of lovers and the yearnings of children

Those hidden in the womb of the ebon night

In the fluorescent  placenta of sweet dreams

Have emerged like saccharine melody from their chrysalis

To echo in the waterfall in the radiance of the dawn

On naked aquatic feet like light they run down the hilly terrain

Oblivious of the harsh pebbles under delicate soles

Like a juvenile maiden in the throes of love and passion

Lost in thoughts as she walks down to meet her lover

Humming honeyed strains under her eager breath

The notes emerging from the lyre of Apollo dissolved in the wind

And emitted from the strummed heartstrings of the cascade

Or is it a melody borrowed from the flying cherubs of Eros

The melancholy of the love of the glacier for the ocean

Whom he tries to embrace with arms of gentle rivers

A lyrical opera of Nature enacted for the nymphs and angels

A symphony blended with tears of the glaciers

And the joy of the aureae rays shimmering on water

It is like life- a mixture of smiles and tears…