From time to time,
We write in a rhyme.
We feel close to a vision,
For some reason.
We can walk, through a window,
Or run on a beam light,
We can feel doing so,
In a moment, of a high.
We can feel, the warmth of the earth,
Saying its as a human heart.
And that, every common light,
Is equal to a celestrial light.
I wish, that everyone could share
This muse on terre,
So, we can use our soul
And spread beauty for all!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem