The angel of God
scatters seeds of compassion
into my lowly heart.
My heart lives and breathes
in the garden of harmony.
I see love moving into my heart
to touch the depths of my heart.
This is a moment of heavenly bliss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thy heart lives and breaths in the garden of harmony, in the garden of love, in the garden of ecstatic spirituality......! // yeah