Let's climb through a thousand wildflowers
growing in the yard and follow the scents
left by the bees in the trembling shadows
of the plums and figs fruiting on the way.
Our steps will free the starlight to clear
a path for those who will follow silent.
from Bringing In The Sheets (2012)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My idea of a garden too! And a trail of love. Really liked this poem.