Лиза Лукашина - Poetry of soul

www.ЛизаЛукашина.рф Like a candle may my pain go out Inevitability of meeting and leaving May the joy come ’round as a healing Joy of finding and being found. I will raise above the vanity Breaking granite of the people’s noise. It was here, but not in my eternity Let your time just lift its voice. Chorus: My love my love It’s poetry of soul My love my love In nightly silence And waves roll