My glimpse of Heaven
My piece of peace
My dream and my redemption
My desire and my relief
We share all things
We speak, we touch,
And we fly
Deities cannot compare
To the love we have inside
No deaths to mourn today
No hate shall be spread
No rules to be followed
No crowds to be led
The past and I
The future and you
Running through my mind
I beg for it to be true
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem