The water is gently swaying,
The sun is blazing.
The wind is blowing,
It seems perfect
Maybe it will reflect
This dream i never want to end
I hope my heart will mend.
This Sanctuary of mine
It is a wonderful design.
To take me away
I must figure out how to delay.
I can't go back now
Not when I finally found
My Sancutary.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem