somewhere....
where aquamarine clouds meet the hazy mountain-tops, I have a garden,
and the visionary gardener plants my most cherished flowers.
although I haven't seen it, it's there!
it has all of my treasured flowers - all the chrysanthemums and the magnolias, and the jasmines,
which used to grow
in my father's garden
long ago, when I was a captive listener to my dearest friend.
I can step in this magnificent dreamlike garden whenever I want to.
I close my eyes, wish to find my celestial place, where the mellifluous birds serenade me away with their musical sonata, a chartreuse waterfalls descend on coral rocks, cadence of chimes soar above with fragrant breeze rippling from birds' wings….
and there I am....
Where clouds meet mountains! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem on nature. Garden full of cherished and treasured flowers, a heaven on earth. I close my eyes.....and there I am. Lovely expression. Thank you for sharing Malabika.
Thank you, Dear Poet. Appreciate your comments.