What can be done for a love
that is a driving force?
Release your strange heart,
begin to know what you
want in the aftermath
of the storm.
In the bright finale of the
sun between the clouds
take hold of your dreams,
draw them out into the
open sky.
Hold them up, an offering,
and be a child in your dedication.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting poem, perhaps in the same vein as mine - Cicatrix - you may see the similarity. Adeline