God's Book of Nature - Valdimar Briem

This wondrous world, my God, a book I deem,
Wherein the Author's heavenly glories shine:
The petals of the wayside flowers meseem
Its pages, pencilled o'er by hand divine.

I am a child who loves peace - Sawsan Alshamiri

I am a child who loves peace
I have always believed in peace
Until I saw something on TV,
something not expected at all,

Twilight - Rafael Estrada

Under the manycoloured showcase of the sky
it passes in its slow flight,
a heron, more tranquil than the evenmg.

Wings over Europe - Maria Olimpia de Obaldia

America, give heed:
this is no flight of herons nor of angels…
Those are wings which cover the broad skyline,
piercing the clouds,
challenging the winds:

Soung - Cyndi Celeste

Write me like I soung 

En’less
Continuin’
Like uh dreem –

Sonnet for the Moon - Lynn Sweeting

i feel like i have lived a thousand years,
i said to moon when she was fat and full,
when she grew dark i knelt and bled my tears
from wounds called eyes into a silver bowl.

Oh that I might capture the essence - Hwang Jini

Oh that I might capture the essence of this deep midwinter night

Love song - Bion of Phlossa

The Musses know no fear of the cruel Love; 
rather do their hearts befriend him greatly 
and their footsteps follow him close. 

At the edge of a pond - Māra Zālīte

I let the fish spawn in me
And the seaweed heal me.
I let the wind inhale me
while weevils destroy a flower.

Čelesta - Antanas Škėma

Tan tin tin tan — the celesta hammers away. Here I turn off the light, and darkness drinks me in. I lie like one immured but still permitted to breathe. I lie like one to be crucified whom nobody will nail to the cross. I lie and wait.