How so suddenly the wind
caught your pretty summer frock
hoisted the Celtic printed cloth
dancing with the sketching breeze
matching your dazzling womanhood
with the bloom of rich garden
your locks and locks of crow black hair
shredding the deep blue sky
again and again and again
until you are the heart of my universe
the root of every imaginable gateway to forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem