an endless fountain
an immortal drink pouring
from heaven's brink
wreathing a flowery band
to bind us
to the earth
beauty moves away
the pall from
our dark spirits
a thing of beauty
a bower quiet for us,
a sleep full of sweet dreams
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a beautiful haiku sonnet Melodious collecton of immortal lines I enjoyed reading it.