the springtide
a tender mirror of
love
it is carrying dreams
towards the night
moonlight
the summer
something new
is sleeping in the dream
of a heart
and ist giving gorgeous
spiritually fulfiment to us
the winter
is a hero
he is falling out
of the sky
he is freezing deep
in the beautiful earth
the fall
dream of colours
which we are
drinking
with every
lovely evening
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Pavel, such a wonderful poem......10+++++++++++