Footsteps like flower petals
And the lily licks every metal
A voice whispers like Hermit Thrush
The dazzling dribbles rush and blush
Faraway, in the divine posture
Right there, the peaceable foster
Murmurs the unheard beauty
Deep between the sensational duty
and there, above the Hut of Hearts
showcases the lust for wine love
that reveals a dwelling realm of dancing doves
Their hearth on a ravishing robust tree
beat the divine divinity to sense the free
Sunrise sprinkles calamity and clarity
The dazzling doves worship the sincerity
Read the fume of fragrance with love and hug
In the morning, with a warm coffee mug
And each time melodies mumble around
Green leaves glitter the glimpse as they found
Right behind there's a wall of booklights
Rainbow rushes over the roof at every fiery night
Cozy cushions boost the butterflies to dream of bright
Eyes of white, one on other, sweetly flip to clip
Fingers once touch the lips and then slip
Heaven-like aura raises the aroma of delights.
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice. The rhyme and rhythm of the accentuates it's theme…