Small epiphanies at the silent heart of things:
The soothing light of the Word in the verdant garden;
Calming colours in the warm domain of dreaming.
These items extinguish the dark realms of sadness.
Essential oils soften the pain of existence.
Love's indescribable magic is rekindled.
Beauty's splendid roses dazzle the senses.
The sweet flowers of longing will never dwindle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I found this to be a strong poem - each line carefully measured to deliver their own impact and yet cling on tight to the structure of your poem. This combination of which made it a real treat to read. A mature piece, for sure. Each line well crafted with key words, carefully chosen to deliver their own impact. To finish with 'dwindle' I found especially pleasing.
Thanks Scott for your kind and perceptive comments.