Who put together your petals
And colored, your lovely face?
Flowers, gifts that are
Pure beauty of flowing grace.
Solomon in all of his glory was not arrayed as a lily of the field, as you poem, they neither toil or spin, and are most welcomed in both life and poetry, wonderful poetry!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice start but why did you stop. Love to hear more.