MOON FLOWER
You call me moon flower.
Yes, sir, the moon appears in my soul's shower.
There is a clock on a big tower.
It counts my steps with its power.
Yes, sir, the moon is the stars' follower.
What am I and what is a flower?
This question on a pale page is still in a drawer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely little rhetorical and charming poem..witty and beautiful liked sat
Thank you very much for your nice comment.