Waiting as morning lifts these weary eyes,
laying unconcerned as night whispers goodbye.
Like lilies in springtime which fail to ever bloom,
I sealed all feeling, as yearning lay entombed.
Perils ease away in this daylight rendered,
passing dreams that strayed, awake unremembered.
Greeting soft the sunlight which slowly peeks within,
alighting all my hopes to maybe love again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem