YOUR EYES
Your eyes are, as they say,
The
windows to your soul:
A
garden of blooming flowers whole
Welcoming to it to enjoy my entrée.
Flowers need artists dutiful
To
relish perfumes and colors entire;
While I want True, Good, Beautiful:
We
thus meet each other’s desire.
I
sense adrift in a strange dream
In
the warm sun of green romance,
As
birds sing, butterflies dance,
And
my heart excited to beam.
Just one look already suffices
To
imply, much idea to reveal;
One
image to cherish that spices
To
see life finer, nicer to feel.
Now, my eyes have added light,
And
my mind is rather clear
In
this much serene sphere:
There are your eyes so bright.
Translation by
THANH-THANH