For the eyes they dearly need

A glimpse from above eternal reigns
Hailed by the wind blissful
The toys of leaves lifting from the ground
Whisper haya heya silent thou art
Hush the tears in lights of my breeze
Hush the sobs embraced by my side
Of beautiful faces the prints of glow
Within my hearth the flames of torches
Within my arms softly you will sleep
In dream hidden earth bountiful land

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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