Between the setting sun and the sudden light
Of the evening star; I came across a waterfall:
A sparkling jewel: cascading, tumbling down
From ragged rock & silver mist that bore
The fragile beauty of rainbow glitter.
The leaves in the valley seemed to whisper
Of Nature's gentle music; the soothing flow
Of crystal blue, where awe & mystery grow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that bore The fragile beauty of rainbow glitter. The leaves in the valley seemed to whisper Of Nature's gentle music; soooo very poetic expressions dear friend poet Dominic. tony
Thanks for you kind comments Tony...much appreciated!