To wish the heart free from the chains of.
Ice Remember a meadow of green and,
Golden blue.
A flower of petals and thorns in a row of,
Wisdom and power. The shower of rain,
And sun in a cloud of spirit and pearls.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I remember bad memories, but try to think of the positive ones and what I have to do to create more of the latter, thus making them more real.