Slight Flapping

 

The slight flapping

 Of the fragile butterflies

 Break the subtle silence

 Of the bright morning

 From the garden the aromas

 Divine mixtures, they intoxicate.

 Muffled murmurs

 From the river, far away ... far away

 The warm weak sun 

Of the newly released autumn

 Caress my skin.

 Delicate kisses my lips

. Twinkle bright

 It gets tangled in the green magnolia.

 With its glossy leaves 

Naughty plays and has fun.

 I snooze in its shadow,

 Scattered around me

 Neighbor maple leaves

 And little specks of sun. 

Fullness of the moment.

 Closing my eyes I abyss

 In pure rapt absorbed

 In the beauty of silence.