Love the Delicate and the Autumnal

To love the delicate and the autumnal,
ancient art, yesterday's song;
the clear transparency of glass
as a spiritual way of being.

To love the old grace of the rose bush
and in roses our dreams flourish.
For the beautiful to be sensitive, the same
What a sensitive soul of a woman.

Live an emotion in everything,
and a benign and loving fruition
in all kindred spirit leave...

And see things with narcissism
to find in all the soul of oneself
and in all the soul of oneself to love.