Were I to describe
That shade
And that light
In the motion of a cloud
Where the orange
Meets the blue
And the mountain
Meets the sky
If one word could paint
In color
What the eye captures
In mind
Just ONE word
To contain the unity
Of Light, Movement and Form
I would say “Beauty”
If not “Love”-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem