The morning breeze envelopes me

Роман Тимин
The morning breeze envelopes me
And gives my dreams it's pure home,
My heart avakes in softness lee,
It needs not more to serch and roam.

I look above my head Your light
And love I find beyond mistakes,
In life all dual things are fight
In love all beings have it's rest.

I hope, I create the world
With my creative pure dreams
In wich together we will fold
In perfect oneness and gleams.