The gentle breeze of belief
Kisses me on my tiring eyes
As the realization dawns
For refreshing as the breeze may seem
All it is a dawning of where
The truth lies in the never-ending stream
Of the dreams you once held
When your world was young.
© Paul Warren
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All it is a dawning of where The truth lies in the never-ending stream../// beautiful words