I am nothing compared to you,
You are the light and the morning dew
You have love in your sails,
I only have the wind,
That goes after you day by day,
Hoping we will stay,
As we are today,
So much in love,
Me, the wind in your sails,
You, the Love that prevails.
Thank you all, The three of you Are very kind No finer critics, Could I find
Inspiring beautiful comparison, wonderful thoughts, thank you for sharing! Dear Sandra may I wonder a bit? What if the wind is everything? Could I imagine what will happen if the clouds would stay still? What about the birds trees flowers and every life form, wouldn't all cease to be? What if the wind is one of the ultimate word for life itself aligned equally with the moon and the sun? I can understand your modesty from my view, I see a poet no less loving and lovable than love itself. May love and smiles by your great pen be kept prevailing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very aptly put nicely written I enjoyed it.