Shiver involves me when I hear the music
it’s the music of the stars that wraps me up
it’s the music of the soul that caresses me
it’s a fairy place that carries me to the horizon.
I feel projected in a sea of dreams
I feel sunk in a green ocean
I see the trees in forest that
embrace with love.
Beautiful mermaids come from the ocean
shiver of stars lays on the eyelashes
sweet dreams smoulder
love echo is heard in the sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The music of the soul is poetry. You have expressed this very well in your fine, heartfelt poem. Kindest regards, Sandra Fowler