Last night I waited for you.
On my knees I remained
thinking of you my God.
Did you come to me
when I fell asleep
during my prayer?
When I woke up did I sense
the smell of the roses
which angels threw on your path?
When I got up did I feel that someone
came to me in my sleep
to cut away with the sharp sword
my selfish desires and thoughts?
Was it you who came?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hai Theo, beatiful................ When I woke up did I sense the smell of the roses which angels threw on your path?