The acacia tree
rained shimmering jade
below its bowers
where you and I slept the night
on soft ground, on a blanket of ferns.
Last night I chanced to see
the radiance of your face
in the first glimmer of moonlight
and the classic splendor of your bearing
imposed on the glorious light of dawn.
I wonder now if you are prettiest
in sunlight or in the glow of a full moon.
Even in sunlight or in the glow of the moon, the one you behold most is ever beautiful in your eyes..........10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love this one. 'blanket of ferns' and the last two lines are stunning. One of your best Eddie for me. 10/10 Karin Anderson