hold my fire on your sweet memory embraced,
and Find calmness of the chill winter be the reason
to blew its volcanic chew of hatred not on my heart
show me all the rainbow my dear heart the glory
of your vow, the circle of the golden thread gallops
the loving care of promise in the altar of yesteryears,
where the seagull have conquer the surfing sky of joy
touch me not the thorn that wounded the after mark
of the suffering of Christ in the cross and wish the
pain that glorify the crossroad of wisdom of life, until
the fulfillment of what is been adore be part of this
driven life
dismay yet, not falling in the pedestal of the level of
respect, where each have come the wonder of what
makes things easy to remember of wrong that is done,
neither the truth welcome the pain that is endure, for
what is given, be given back with full garnet of gift
cloth my destiny and be blessed forever, leave not
the arrow falls the rainbow of hope with the stigma of
death in eternity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful and very imaginative. I really enjoyed reading your poem. Thank you for sharing!