It is when guardian angels
of heaven lifted me from
one steep cliff of a mountain
and dark valley of death,
I heard the song of life
from the heart of my dreams
A song, July compiled for me
to play on the strings of earth
and it sounded like
the droplets of monsoon
rain clouds...
July 3,2009
wow! ..........well said and well penned........let the song played.........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
songs of monsoon always a treasure and escape from the valley of death.. guardian angels chase away shadows and sing for life...10