With gentle rustling through the weeds
Rain rushes to the greensward needs
Riding the clouds of dark passion
By the same token, skies lighten
After that - day settles down sudden
Pleasure gardens brighten in silence
Celestial rainbows glisten
Like a peeping sunshine gallery
While the rain tumbles into sheer ecstasy
© daniel miltz
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem