'The drifting clouds and desert winds
Unlocks the inner chords of my mind
As my eyes gazed the desolate dunes
This desert edge one cold afternoon
A dream that I pondered for so long
And a wish that faded like a song
The hope that she will come and enjoy
This hushed beauty of forgotten joy
The rustling leaves at the top of trees
And the birds gliding in gentle breeze
The swaying grass that is so profound
Love that in this hidden world I found
As this open my heart and my soul
The enchanted wind that softly calls
To the passing of the clouds above
I can feel the presence of her love.'
Hi Jesus: I see that Howard appreciates your work. He has recently began to read mine. I am grateful. Delicate poem as is many of them that you write. I always know that my spirit will be stirred when I enter your verse. I like the third stanza, especially the first and third verse, probably because I love nature so much. The swaying grass that is so profound... is a particularly vivid statement. Hope you're doing well.
Thank you Mr. Howard Simon, really appreciate your comment.
Love grows even in a desert. Full of feelings and tempered with tenderness. Well done my friend!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you so much Sandi. I'm doing well and I'm fine.