Sun, moon, earth & sky,
Smiling brightly,
Illuminating fears & dreams,
Bringing out true colours,
Of who we are,
Or will become,
Solitary moments,
Echoing silence,
Choices cluttering your brain,
Like an old dusty cupboard in need of spring cleaning,
This must remain to develop in time,
Others must go, no space no need,
Eternal feelings kept deep in your heart,
Dust out the cobwebs that hide in the dark,
But always remain yourself, who you are,
The lucky penny,
My shiney star.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem, takes sudden plunge in the last two lines and becomes symbolic...