In the garden of dreams I stand,
With hopeful heart and open hand.
I plant desires in silent skies,
And wait for joy to softly rise.
Expectations walk with me,
Like waves that kiss the endless sea.
They whisper, "Life will bloom your way, "
Yet clouds may hide the brightest day.
Not every wish becomes complete,
Not every road brings victory sweet.
For rare it is that all we seek
Arrives exactly week by week.
Sometimes the stars refuse to shine,
Sometimes fate redraws the line.
The fruits we hoped would fill our tree
May fall before maturity.
But disappointment should not stay
To steal our strength or light away.
For every failure gently shows
A deeper truth the spirit knows.
Have desires, let visions grow,
Let ambition brightly flow.
Yet learn to smile when dreams depart,
And carry courage in your heart.
Life is not a perfect art,
It tests the mind, refines the heart.
Expect, aspire, and still be free—
For peace begins with destiny.
So meet your hopes with patient grace,
But never let sorrow take their place.
For those who rise though dreams may bend
Discover joy that does not end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem