I gaze upon snow distant meadows
Diamonds glisten like rare jewels
I dream of mirror pools in your eyes
Enchanted with never ending blue oceans
Whispering firelight crackles and sparks
Mine eyes close to warming tunes
Butterflies kiss my cheek with dreams
Poppies bloom in height of ambiance
In awe I walk to the cliff edge of amazement
Pictures of creation hold my sole
Then I raise my arms and dive
With the winds I soar in freedom
Frolic like a baby eagle in first flight
© cat 2/20/15
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Enchanting meadow a good poem it is felt.