My sweet love,
Dreams are carried by the wind
To a land that embraces them
Each dream is a beautiful rose
That in the heart grows
Watered by faith, love and hope
Some special dreams are like no other
They're alive in the realm of our soul
As an endless flame lit by the hand of God
That never dims nor quenches
Eons and eons may pass
We turn and turn on the wheel of life
As our soul stands on her shore
Gazing at the horizon and waiting
Waiting for the gentle waves
To bring her the promised ship
That carries her real soulmate
Oh what a grace!
How tender are the waves
To carry your long-awaited ship to me
Oh my sweet tender soulmate
Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem