The Garden Of Senses Poem by Yoseph Lupu

Wave by wave, up and down,
White colors, a sharp sound,
Of loud noises, on the waves to found,
We all enjoy, the look around.

This imagine of nature, in the garden of senses.
Eden, the only one, of past fences,
Sounds of music, we sense and hear,
Word of love, like ' my dear '.

Shall I look at you,
As to a picture, to you too,
With much patience, much adore,
To your as art, … what for?