Your heart broken and shattered, pieces tremble from poverty, scattered at the door of mercy,
Lock of love.
They say love can heal the wounds,
I hear them speak, I hear their voices in silence sometimes.
I saw the sun come up and touch the earth with love.
Love can shelter, take away the pain,
have you ever felt The Divine hand upon your heart,
do you know what happens when love cries out for you
and settles there, when it does.
Metamorphosis;
Have you seen the butterfly,
when love comes forth with force,
nothing can come between it,
nothing can brake it,
see the woman sitting on the streets,
her face has many scars and her hunger many voices,
what happens when love comes?
.. Love heals..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are one of my favourites here Kasia, we must know pain to truly know love, in a way it is our reward, lovely poem, thank you