Alone upon the couch when I sit,
Memories sweet and cute repeat and beat.
Wraps me with happiness and peace,
Is it that the saint’s Eternal bliss?
I ponder about the gift but why?
Filling the mind with knowledge so high.
Tranquil state of mind does it nurture
Or a blessing came with her departure?
The feel is very Wordsworthian somehow! Emotions recollected in tranquility sort of a poem :) Enjoyed reading this one!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tranquil! I sit reading your work...and rejoice in words lovely write indeed!