I beheld a marine rainbow above in the heavens,
It was still early, at seven, and the spring dove
Was in her sweet nest, my lonely heart rose.
And my drowsy soul felt joyous. Ah, I do hope
The day will be pretty nice, and the sun is shining.
Gladly upon the pearl dew, relesing streams
Of flavour and the hue, may every day be like this.
So I may not miss, ah, Mary, your present kiss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A truly lovely poem. Beautifully penned....10+++