I posses the valley of plenty
Spring rivers run wildly and free
I count my blessings mine the many
All days and nights from you to me.
The earth rotates around the Sun
The moon shines in full harvest hue
I am truly the blessed one
Knowing the heart of love that's true.
The only truth that which matters
What occupies this heart of mine!
No need for rare rhyme or chatters
Hours, minutes, or seconds in my shrine.
Would I dare to mention the rarest love?
From heaven and earth far beyond
The universe that hugs me from above
Revives the soul in my song.
Why cap this perfume bottle?
When it's the scent of all scents
it is my nature on full throttle
And heart with love my love presents.
I am in locking steps with God's choir
Each melody I chant with joy
Bach, Beethoven and Brahms retire
Music from my ideas they toy.
And the heavenly instruments
Play magnificat, glory and amen
Hope for humanity's innocence
Set examples to all women and men.
Copyright Leaking Pen 2012
October 25,2012-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem