You are the magic of the morning,
the passion of the midday sun
and the solace of the night sky
and of all your gifts to me,
the one I treasure the most
is
your trust,
and I will revere it
with my forest-air breath,
the meandering pathways of my mind,
the ocean-floor depth of my soul
and my spirit that touches the Heavens.
(1 July 2011)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh the depth of this poem. Read mine - One Gift - Adeline