So much green, so much blue
In every days of coming renew
Flowers born from their seed
Of the earth and in its deed
Love that’s wild in all its play
Of pleasures breeze of the day
So much here to give and take
As the morning comes to awake
So much sky so much seen
Every hour of its between
Pleasures born and then going
Every day its truth showing
In their wakes of the beautiful
Where the fields of flowers rule
Pleasures coming to nest
All that's within one’s own breast
Yesterday that once was here
Those seeds now everywhere
Fields of time in green and blue
Everything that comes here thru
As the day grows in its flight
Bringing fragrances to its height
When love is in the breeze of air
From you to me and both to share
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem