Always listening to forgotten dreams as they echo
throughout the hours, when daydreaming of them.
Lightening striking in throes of love, showing the
way to fulfill broken spirits, in depths of an
unconditional love.
Following sounds heard in the background as they
clap with thunder at times, reminding us of the
essence contained within our beings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem