The diamond enchantment in her hand
It held the truths to no man's land
Where dreams and hopes were locked away,
Where they are collected to stay.
Until a dreamer comes with the key
Then a story they would be
Rising up in verses of muse
In the light of writes and views..
Isaiah 22: 22...Matthew 16: 19.....19: 21
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem