Author: Maria Ciobotariu

Country: Romania

A sweet thought accompanies me in the moment of dream

When the first ray of the moon opens my way

Let us set off together with divine faith,

We enjoy the blue flame of the sky.

The singing birds compete in flight at dawn

Let the voice of hearts speak of longing

We understand the language of peoples with stirring,

Which transmit from afar the beauty of souls.

A late whisper is heard embedded deep in the silence

From the rustle of leaves and the clear murmur of waters

My mouth is thirsty for the gentle, protective word of peace

Watching the flight of white doves in the corner of heaven.

I listen to the hurried breathing of the universe

When I run like before through the warm night

Wrapped in the scent of lime trees under the brightness of the stars

Where love first rose with soft waves.