Life!
Like the muse of the single red rose in your hand;
Telling me that you love me.
Love!
I am here to greet you;
So, come and set me free with your muse.
Life!
With the joy of the heart;
And, you stood before like,
The lengthening shadows across the land.
Creased, increased!
Like the muse of the single red rose in your hand;
And, to cloak me with the tender love from your heart.
Love!
With the wisdom that lies wthin it;
And, with the sweet smell of the aroma of joy and peace.
The muse of life!
Like the delicate beauty of your smile;
So, come and set me free with the muse of your love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem