Leaves move in smooth wind
As lips hungry for kisses
Flowers hang from slim creepers
As if from long tresses
Clouds fly past dense foliage
As vessels in a sea
Mind soars high to the sky
As bird flies free
Seasons chase one another
As the stars at night
True wisdom works in dark
As a beacon of light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem