My heart skips with great expectation when I look beyond the hills.
I see a lovely rainbow so vibrant, so alive, and so promising.
As I close my eyes I somehow feel the texture of it.
The rainbow is soft and smooth as grapes.
The smell is as fresh linen in the month of May.
Oh how I long to lay freely over the rainbow.
I had a dream about it just the other day.
I sat on the dock of a bay, with my feet dangling in the ocean.
Oh how lovely the ocean appeared to me.
As I looked into the water, there it was....
A rainbow appeared, so vibrant, so alive, and so promising.
Again my heart skipped with great expectation.
The day will come, soon enough when waiting will be no more.
Until then, I will look beyond the hills.
Heart skips with great expectation when I look beyond the hills and realize about promises made. You hear the sound of dream. Rainbow appears to smooth grapes. Waiting will be no more as the day of expectation will come soon. An interesting poem is shared here.10
It's always great hearing from you, Mr. Kumarmani. Thanks for your kind comment.
Vibrant! ! Hope is the key. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
They say patience is a virtue. In time all dreams will be realized. Another great write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Netty, Oh, How Deeply Breathtakingly Beautiful! ! ! ! ! This Is With Such Incredible Wonderful Feel! ! ! ! ! Again, Ever So Beautiful! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! Endles1O! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! S+++++
So kind of you, Becca... Thank you so much.