When does the flower bloom?
When the Void exhales
and breath becomes a chalice for the Infinite.
When does the flower bloom?
When the Lover's sigh ignites the dark,
the Beloved's gaze dissolves the veil,
and beauty spills through the wound of form.
When does the flower bloom?
When the Sun returns and burns the mist—
the fog of forgetting, the clouded mind,
the ancient rain of grief—
and the soul, drenched in light, remembers.
When does the flower bloom?
When the throne is presence, not power,
when fame is but an echo of the Real,
and the crown, a circle of humility.
When does the flower bloom?
When death is rumor only,
life an unbroken dawn,
and we, rooted in the Nameless One,
unfold in timeless splendor—
only ever blooming,
world without end,
in the garden of the Now.
—MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem