Through the lavender scent,
The biscuit crumbs,
Roses, bloom at noon.
A compliment I accept dear friend.
The air lighter now, and
Where somewhere in the haze,
I shy away to hide.
You see, as I dazzle and shine,
I am like a diamond mine.
The raw of me is here to see,
The treasure is like a breath of life to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem