The source of life,
A drop of water.
The source of love
A splash of air.
The air and the water,
Make the earth
And the sky fulfilled
With light.
Life is a garden,
Time is the flowers
That gives nectar.
There it is, dear,
Where you are,
Nothing to fear
But proceed further
To stay at the center.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The center is the all of everything.. James McLain