You are the emblem of beauty.
You are the dream space where I reside.
You create meaning in moments;
That linger like the slow tick
Of eternity's clock.
I sense your presence
In every glint of soothing, soft light.
Small flowers bloom in your eyes.
The universe breathes when you speak.
You are bright star fall at midnight.
You are are heaven made real for me.
Although Time's roses may wither,
The memory of you will outlive all
Fleeting, earthly particulars.
You are heaven made real for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So transcendental! Thanks for sharing!