Poetry

Love

(Machine translation - Google)
Color mosaic of thoughts and feelings -
Love as one of the Fine Arts,
Where breathe the charm of the mysterious words,
Where Wizards handwriting barely noticeable...

Entwining in the pattern of invisible charms,
Love appears before us as a gift
Of Eternal Creator - to children of his own,
And the light of its marvelous barely caught...
Light touch and smell of roses -
Its like the wind on the wings has
Of the world, where ever they came
The sad strangers of sinful Earth...