Spread your big wings and lift yourself up.
And taste the blue skies; and laugh and don't stop!
It's raining; what really could be better for us -
For all the rain-lovers - than May's rainy eyes!
Each drop is a kiss; I can feel you, my dear.
I free myself up from any kind of a fear.
My ears can hear your laughter right there,
And our connection is stronger than prayer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem