There is a dream of love everywhere
With its wandering ways, life shall embrace
It goes to detachment from here to there
In its momentarily flowing and grace
Love's the opposite of every dark fear
Those fill for a moment our thoughtful waves
A longing that comes to settle or steer
And often after enjoyment one craves
The breath of freshly air is in each love
With its leaves of green and always living
A moment of happiness and passions of
In bottomless deep pondering and giving
The dream of love is in remoteness
If there isn't a heart pounding for caress
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love the poem peter, well it would be a sad world if the dream of love was not there...10