Mein verlorenes Ich / My lost I / Mon Je perdu

German-English-French Poem/ Since we are a part of Nature, we can only find our true I's within undisturbed Nature.

 

This is a German rhyming poem and behind it you can find the English and French translation. I hope you enjoy...

 

Mein verlorenes Ich 

 

 

Sanft erwacht die Natur

Luft so klar und pur

 

Tau im Morgengrau glitzert

Vogelschar munter zwitschert

 

Geruch von feuchter Erde

In weiter Ferne wilde Pferde

 

Ein Gefühl von Einheit

Man spürt's in aller Klarheit

 

Pflanzen und Blumen

Geduckt zum Ruhen

 

Jetzt sich langsam erheben

Erwachen zu neuem Leben

 

Laue Sonnenstrahlen sie berühren

Sie zum Duften zu verführen

 

Nicht weit von der Hütte

Durch Felsen, Steine und Klüfte

 

Hör und seh ich den Wildbach rauschen

Möcht mit niemandem jetzt tauschen

 

Tiere und Pflanzen

Und Ich - ein Stück vom Ganzen

 

Erde, Wasser und Luft

Ein einmaliger Duft

 

Sonne, Mond und Sterne

In ach so weiter Ferne

 

Universe die voller Weisheit sind

Und ich Freiheit spüre wie ein Kind

 

Meine Gedanken ich sie endlich wieder höre

Und ich hier niemand damit störe

 

Die Natur ist hier spürbar an der Macht

Warum nur hab ich all die Jahre in der Stadt verbracht

 

Hier lass ich die Natur mich führen

Endlich kann ich mein ICH wieder spüren

 

 

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My lost I 

 

Softly Nature awakens

Air so clear and pure

 

At dawn dew glistens

Bird's perkily twitter

 

Odor of moist soil

Far away wild horses

 

A feeling of unity

One can clearly sense

 

Plants and flowers

Ducked down for rest

 

Now slowly lift

Awaken to new life

 

Tepid sunrays touching them

To entice to be fragrant

 

Not far from the chalet

Through rocks, stones and chasms

 

I hear and see the beck swooshing

Wouldn't trade places with anyone now

 

Animals and plants

And I - a piece of the whole

 

Soil, water and air

A unique scent

 

Sun, moon and stars

in oh such distance

 

Universes that full of wisdom are

And I feel freedom like a child 

 

My thoughts I finally hear again

And here I'm not disturbing anyone with them

 

Nature perceptibly is here at might

Why have I spend all these years in town

 

Here I let Nature guide me 

Finally feeling my  ' I '  again

 

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Mon Je perdu

 

Tout doucement la nature s'éveille

L'air si claire et pur

 

Rosée scintille à l'aube

Volée d'oiseaux gaiement chante

 

Odeur de terre humide

Au loin des chevaux sauvages

 

Un sentiment d'intégrité

On le sent en toute clarté

 

Plantes et fleurs

Baissées au repos

 

Maintenant se lèvent lentement

Se réveillent au nouveau jour

 

Tendres rayons de soleil les touchent

Pour séduire à des odeurs fragrantes

 

Pas loin du refuge

A travers rochers, pierres et fissures

 

J'entends et vois le torrent murmurer

Voudrais changer de place avec personne en cet instant

 

Animaux et plantes

Et moi - un morceau de l'entier

 

Terre, air et eau

Une odeur exceptionnelle

 

Soleil, lune et étoiles

Tellement loin hélas

 

Univers plein de sagesse

Et je sens une liberté comme un enfant

 

Enfin mes pensées je les entends de nouveau

Et ici ça ne dérange personne

 

Ici la nature est sensiblement au pouvoir

Pourquoi seulement ai-je passé tant d'années  en ville

 

Ici je me laisse guider par la nature

Enfin je peux sentir mon 'JE' à nouveau

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

Author's Note

The English piece of course loses a lot of the rhyming and flow because its just a translation, but I wanted everyone not versed in the German language to understand the meaning and content. La pice en franais naturellement perd beaucoup du genre pome parce-que c'est seulement une traduction du pome allemand, mais je voulais que tout le monde n'tant pas vers en allemand puisse comprendre le contenu.

Reviews

[Adela Muresan]

Beautiful.
I like the way that you posted it in three different languages, it's quite uncommon.
Nature can also be called simple because it is very easily found but it can also be the opposite because it unites many types of life.
The ,,delicate,, manor of it makes it very enjoyable to read.

Thank you for posting this in my ,,Simple things,, contest.

A.M.

[Jazique]

Nice it really dose have a magnificent flow to it and creative adding the many languages. The writing was all and all very descriptive and it felt very much mellow as nature itself really is. You did an excellent job for it was very enjoyable in a peaceful way.

[Poeticadia]

Ein sehr schönes Gedicht. Wenn ich nur auf Deutsch gedichten könnte... it is such a rhythmic and rhyme-rich language. And the rhymes here are gentle and perfect. And I particularly like the internal rhyme of „Tau im Morgengrau” and near rhyme/assonance of “In weiter Ferne wilde Pferde” There are some wonderful natural world images and feelings in this poem:

Durch Felsen, Steine und Klüfte

Hör und seh ich den Wildbach rauschen
Möcht mit niemandem jetzt tauschen

...and I love the way you become one with the landscape and the space it offers (spreading out into the “weiter Ferne”), turning away from the city.

Die Natur ist hier spürbar an der Macht
Warum nur hab ich all die Jahre in der Stadt verbracht

…excellent lines.

[Sarusai Hiryu]

Traductions ou pas, j'ai trouvé les deux formidable.
Translations or not, I found them both admirable.
Its such a pity I don't know German. But that was a nice idea - post in all three languages as often as you can, so that everyone can read your work.

[Dalebear]

Wow beautiful

[Cassiopia Summers]

This is very pleasant. I love that you added the three languages. Great write.

[An owl on the moon]

This is simply brilliant.. What beauty to see these words expressed in several languages, giving us glimpses of the wonders of the world and the journey of self discovery.. Filled with peace...

[Charlotte]

oh wow absolutely beautiful :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for the amazing poem. I use to speak some German 30 years ago when I was station there. To know many languages would open the door to wonderful things and words. A beautiful poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Rory CJ Frankson]

In any language, it is a beautiful sentiment. I would say yes, vowels and constanants and the mechanics of poetry, are about a specific languages portrayal. Yet poetry, is I 'feel', mostly fron the heart Angel Bird.
Congradulations, on this award winning poetry of such soul!
I was moved by its imagery... in English.
AWESOME... Romon

[Shalini Dinesh]

Though i understand only the English version of this poem, i can very well sense the beauty of the place, and the serenity in the poem.... a lovely one...