For years, I was empty as a seashell
led by memories of whispering waves
and the muse of moments come to an end
in the vicinage of watery graves.
I was lost like a dropp in the ocean,
seeking the sea that no longer seemed near.
Like music entering an instrument,
I became the song that I could not hear.
I rose from the depths against summer sky.
I became splendid, sparkling, serene.
When you first held me, it was magical!
We were entwined as one, more felt than seen.
I am a pearl in a sea of beauty,
luminous and bright in luster of love.
God! Grant your tide be the truth that guides me
through the harbors of heart that lead above.
May I drown in this ocean of beauty
abiding forever in this spirit;
and if ever the whole becomes broken,
take the light of my soul along with it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beatiful, you indeed have a way with words