Aroma of silvery rain
Intangible
lingering
Evanescent
Drops glistening
Like pearls
Sun begins to shine
First almost timidly
Then revealing
All its eternal glory
A stray cat running across the street
As if on some errand
An old man with his dog
Playing in the wet grass
Life is a treasure box
Am I hallicunating
Am I mad
Or can there truly be
So much beauty in the world
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem... Yes, There truely can be So much beauty in the world Colin J...