Softly softly whispering leaves
Lilting song of the gentle breeze
Calling to my melancholy
Luring me into love’s folly
Sunlight kisses verdant meadow
Dotted dandelion yellow
There he waits amid bee humming
Anticipates the romance coming
Twittering birds in happy flight
Steal my arrival from his sight
In forest shade I catch my breath
Then run to fill my arms with Seth.
(2005)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your verse is so gentle and light, yet full of personality! So lovely. Esther : ]