Rises and dances like a fire
smilders under the
wind's depression
deflating to a tiny flicker
So somall it couldnt scorch
a leaf, but play with the leaf
My spirit
Sheimmers and hymths
like a jubilant moon
dancing daintly across
the creamy silky sky
My spirit...
Deat spirit how can we fix the broken
harmony in which we sing
My spirit. My love
come back to me
Tlak to me whisper sweetly in my ear
My spirit
J.V.Boyd.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what can i say other than... beautiful. LOve ya! LOL