the spring has
mastered quiet
it is giving
thousand Muses a hug
which are creating their
poems in the sun
the garden with the
full spring is
wonderful
beautiful like
my star
a muse of the art
lives in the garten
she leaves traces by
painting a golden picture
the garden is in full bloom
because of Muse's longing
i am in love with the garden
and i have fallen head over
heels in love
with the pleasant smell
of eternity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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