A jar filled with gold
alchemy of the sunlight
pure, sweet, silk honey.
The lavender bush
is buzzing with bumble-bees
harvesting honey.
This is a good year
for the rosemary flowers
bees in blue heaven.
Motionless water
beneath a gold spangled veil
reflects the star-light.
Gold-fish in a bowl
circumnavigates his world
in desperation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem