Writing ghazal – what a challenge! I had to look up some Swedish explanation and found also Swedish poets in this kind of poetry. Gustav Fröding is one of our great poets.
I will try …
I wanted to travel to the best view on a mountain.
I thought your secret was hidden on the mountain.
The clouds always brought love letters from the top.
And the stamps had a great picture of your mountain.
The birds in the sky were singing the content to me.
Their wings made traveling easier to my mountain.
The flowers on the ground made my steps lighter.
Their colors brightened my way up to the mountain.
In every breath I felt your welcoming and longing kiss.
Kisses like snowflakes covering the top of my mountain.
Last day sun is burning hot and hiding behind your top.
You made it Sofi! now rewarded and worth the mountain.
Well well well … that feels very constructed … probably has to be worked on more … so I can feel I am content with it … but however … its my first …. and I wonder …
in the mountain
the most grounded can be found
only my soul
… as always …. wonder I do … will it be the last?
Carpe Diem Universal Jane # 12 Mountain View.
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