Living in retreat beyond the hustling World,
Silently enjoying in isolation light and sound,
I hold fast to the music of my heartthrob,
And let my doors and windows remain open,
To receive the brightful light and the echoing sound,
My soul and heart are tuned to the Spring-season:
At the fall of the year too there is spring in my heart,
It reverberates with cosmic sound and illumines with...
...cosmic light,
My cottage becomes a Universe of light and sound,
By the grace of God all year round
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My cottage becomes a Universe of light and sound, By the grace of God all year round....the cottage full of godly grace