Come gently, oh, garland of clouds

Love blossoms in the arms of nature.

Come gently, oh, garland of clouds!


Come gently, oh, garland of clouds!
Come softly, for my love sleeps
lost in the slopes and sounds
of a golden dream of destiny.

Don’t let your thunder startle
my loving dove out of her sweet dream
of rainbow-colored vistas of delight.
Let me feast my eyes on angelic innocence.

Give us a few moments, oh, sailing clouds!
before you stop by and drench us
in your cool shower of falling rain,
before you chase us back into the midst

of a material world where there’s no
chance for us to get lost in the lap
of nature’s soothing surrounds
that let me bask in her divine beauty.

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Cited in the Romance/Love Newsletter(May 1st week) by Steph B.