Sunshine, is a sunflower seed
Bursting with effervescent glow
And sailing sallow arrowed rays
Down to the Oak I sit below
On a grassy gown of blanket green
cushioned with moss; a balmy thrown
While chandeliers of emerald leafs
Climb passageways to serene groves
Humbly, I sleep, beneath the shade
In lost warmth that the years have stole
No trepiditions - is heard to steer
The Belted kingfishers delight
Cross the white wash of the stream
Cathing Salmon in mid flight
The rush of water trickles down
A narrow path of crystallite
Reverberates on choired winds
Majestically on boughs of lime
Summer stands tall and inviting
And at last I rest with open sight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem Patrick - some great lines painting a beautiful scene.