My dreams glide upon a silvery sea.
A fresh wind guides them like a long lost friend.
Then they drown in deep blue waters of sleep.
Suddenly, I awaken to the light
Of a new day: wishing for something
More substantial than fragments of transience:
Wishing for Love's promise to set me free;
Wishing for golden realms of eternity!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem