Morning Walk In Love's Garden!

Your voice is warm as a Pashmina shawl

And sweeter than the saffron tea 

Your beauty is a reminder of Kashmir

Envelops me in cold winter morning

While I walk in my lovely garden

Grass wet with pearly dew, caresses

My toes and flowers compete with

Each other to be picked and plucked

They sense your love inside me

And know their true purpose is

To spread fragrance and colors

In a heart filled with love!