Poems are realms of beauty,
where mind flashes open,
soul starts dancing
finds the peace of heaven.
Find you soulfully there
with eyes' yearning search,
with arms elongated, calling
for my love to hold my urge.
Nature calming us both
welcomes to feel the place
in our hearts of desire
making a sweet embrace.
One enjoys the grace of splendor
on behalf of the other missing,
when delight lights you further
you feel the other kissing.
Nature and creatures thus
got mingled in ripples of
the loch on flowing canvas,
pay honor to grace so suave.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem