Oh, how I wish!

Oh, how I wish I was a poet!
I wish I could write You a poem so sweet, so gentle and so true! And every time You think of me, those lines and verses make music of love that my soul dances in their rhythm, in the core of Your heart...

The Power

In one of those unexplainable, unexpected, waves of inspiration, I saw I could be anything I want to be; with just a little bit of courage and a lot of passion...

Am I?

I am, I am, I am...
Have we wondered who we are?
I am, I am, I am;
I have never gone this far.

Is it me, or is it You
who drives the car on winding roads?
Sometimes it feels the you're the glue
That binds my self to other worlds.

I am, I am, I am;
Confusion slowly starts to clear
I am, I am, I am;
Realizing what the soul holds dear.

Early morning - Love's arising;
It's warmth spreads throughout my veins
At late evening - no surprising:
In my Heart - Your blue smile reigns.


By V.R.