speckles of blue reel through blossom
joy seems to sprinkle gloss of white
on path of dappled green sweet dream lays
for heart to adore and to attune mellow soft.
until last dregs of darkness dawn barges in
golden rays of sun wakes you to see
in golden triangle there lies bliss to anchor
as moon inspires eyes of lily to spill over shadow.
sweet breath swaddles on shore to retract ebb
as songs of blossom revels in reverie of dream
spring may look back to reminisce confluence
for stars to beacon by light of love beyond.
yet night remembers to spell cry of joy
as silence utters words of innocence to brace up
for soul to levitate into whites of moon
for musky eyes of green for light to radiate
blue verges to bloom in redolence of light of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
natural sequence is coming to poet beautifully.enjoyed reading it.