My dreams twinkle in the starry night
On the endless bending of the sky
Ready to fall on the sandy beach
Where waves are craving for the ride.
Slowly and gradually lifeless ideas are alight
As the dewdrops on rose petals roll pass
I see through the prism of this life
The candles plummeting drop by drop.
My vision never returns with an emptiness.
In the darkest storm of this life,
When the light from the sky shines in my heart
Another day to pass another night to wait.
Life seems to teach us lessons every day, many we don't seem to learn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.........never returns with an emptiness.....brilliant.....