My Poems..
They are waiting for a summer sun
To get freedom from the prison of snow
To flow to the heart of earth
To wander and to see the beauti of the nature
And....and.....to show..
The beauti and power of 'it' to the world
This is a wonderful write.. images are so beautiful... let your poems flow along with nature..good. Rema
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My Poems.. They are waiting for a summer sun To get freedom from the prison of snow To flow to the heart of earth to flow to the hearth of my mind...