AS THE CHILDISH SHADOW OF THE WORDS

I gathered in my heart candor-of love,pearls,
diamonds hidden among the leaves,soft berries,with touch-of vellum.

I wear on my shoulders passing of the years,that old walnut in the garden-of grandparents,
encrypted shadows on the leaves,the seasons-lovely painting,
with strong perfume and discreet,my beautiful words.

As the flight-of turtle doves were shaken leaves,scattered themselves,
and much farther for walnut,
covering like a coat-of elves,childish shadow of the words.

Much closer to Heaven eyelid,beauty inside-heartbeat,
is heard as an echo-vaulted sky over the carpet leaves.

I gathered beauty,for the time that has remained-as beads  on a sheepskin coat with cunning work.

Distracted by leaves,a kindly fire,lit with dry twigs,
a touch -of cold wind.

As drops-of water from the jug,
stardust scented berries-soft memories,
as the childish shadow of the words...I gathered.