Love so old yet young
So antique yet new
A heart that was stolen
A heart that was broken
Listening to the wind in the trees
Hearing your name on the breeze
My heart thumps every time
How I wish to make you mine
The water that flows is my love
The earth that stands is my strength
The flame that burns is my will
The wind that blows is my fate
The spirit that fills us is my knowledge
The light that shines is my faith
The darkness that hides is my doubt
You are my guide
To see your face
To walk with you with grace
To see those happy times
To grant my wish at last
I love you my dear
I can already feel you near
I hope to face good and bad
But only with you by my side
With the elements I can see
With you I can breathe
With the elements I can feel
With you I can tell
We are together at last
But with miles between us
So the wind carries me to you
And the wind carries you to me
lovely poem..reads fluently... romantic and a bit wistful... liked
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Victoria. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.