I lit the garden with candles tonight, set the table with wine and sweets and called the musicians. How I wish you could be here.
We have stolen the moonlight and brought it into the garden to shake the sleep off the flowers. Wake up, our ship has been ice-bound long enough, the time has come to sail the open seas.
A thousand beauties filled the garden: the scent of roses, the murmur of water gently flowing in the stream ... but how can one describe the indescribable?
What passed between us in that luminous night can never be written or told. On my final journey from this world the creases of my shroud will unfold our story.
Those beautiful words we said to one another are hidden in the secret heart of heaven. One day, like the rain, they will pour our love story all over the world.
2 comments:
How lovely.
John
So beautiful. Thank you for the pictures and poetry.
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