The sun is singing a poem of praise
painting the shadows with its golden rays.
I witness such glory for all to see
absorbing the light so it shines in me.
For all of the world and its broken parts,
may it mend the forgotten, fractured hearts
and chase the shadows forever away
with the bright light of love every day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well composed lovely poem, dear Ma’am Linda....10++