1. That day the Alps grew slowly beautiful.
Touching hands, we learnt to ski.
2. I did not race the river as I walked
Beneath the soft glades of spring.
3. Such was her loveliness,
It might have been ensnared
By a dream haiku.
Powerful lines rich with thoughts enticing... A good beginning Mr Madhavan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the images are beautiful as the expressive words are either carefully or naturally selected for the expression, but there are some differences here that collide with traditional haiku scheme, the base you laid for conveying the feel is neat and good!