The garden is dispersing
Aromatic warmth, sweet odours;
A gentle wind is whiffing
In harmony with fresh roses…
At the horizon, Sun is sinking
In a pool of rosy vapours;
Feels like Night is bringing
Some distant melody, dolorous…
But my gaze is far stretching,
Serenely in the celestial abyss…
Where forgotten is the thinking,
And my spirit's finding bliss…
Imagery beauty, the choice of words and the articulate presentation makes this poem a favourite to read again and again...Loved it MP...100+++
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I would like to translate this poem
Imi place aceasta lentoare dulce, ca o leganare de ape. Un poem foarte frumos.