Time slowly pours out its moments,
As I absorb the colour of birdsong:
Fragments of blue skyand deep silence;
Trees primed for Eden's return;
Vivid flowers for life's resurrection;
Lime green murmurs of leaves;
Soothing whisper of a breeze.
The sun plants its gold tinged gifts
Across this verdant garden;
This living, breathing centre of summer.
time is eternal marathon runner............does not know how to stop.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent and so beautifully imagined and sublimely delivered Dominic. There's great harmony and utter solace woven in.10++ and added to my favs. Thank you for writing this splendid poem and take care. good sir.