A pearl hidden in the sand
At the seashore
Is what i picture her.
The cool morning breeze in summer
An object of beauty and strength.
She hangs like a speck of a white cloud
Though they say
Love is a deep sea
No swimmer has ever crossed
Nor found the pearl of peace
Or innertranquility and contentment
Yet having her surpasses all these.
She is just as large as mast
Just as able to bear her load of living freight
To her place of destination.
A center of attraction
In the midst of the deep seas,
An Island undiscovered in the Antartical
White and pure as snow
Beautiful like a young gizzele
In its mother's bossom.
Tender and soft and pure
In the ways of defiled nurture.
A light house in the Carribean seas.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem