I once had a dream whereby a man, in love, came and asked advice.
“What’s the secret to win such a lady’s heart? ” he asked; then twice.
I paused- and went for counsel; “to the wisest lady that I knew-.”
She was 'a Pearl of Wisdom, ' elaborately dressed, in sea-breeze blue.
Consequently, I soon returned with “a jewel of wisdom” in my hand.
He was most expectant; and yet, as if he had an alternative plan...
Thus, my simply reply was: “make yourself vulnerable, with a kiss-! ”
The following night- in an altogether different dream…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem