When my dreams
Like ship-wrecked paper boats
Get dashed in the streams of life
After a heavy rain
I cry.
When my loves
Like a transitory little sparrow
Leaves for the changing of seasons
Never to return
I sigh.
When my hopes
Like rushing sand in an hour glass
Slips through my fingers
About to be lost
I pray.
....then I wait for the rainbow.
A lovely poem, waiting for a rainbow when all else fails, beautiful words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful little poem, Very philosophical.