I Still Believe
The burning sun is shining bright,
The beams are playing on the ground,
The perfect sky, a game of light,
But there is something more I've found...
I saw a boy among the trees,
I saw him crying all alone
In misty flight of falling leaves,
At place where wild river flows
I am a man - he said to me -
I have already crossed the line,
And now I'm burying all my dreams
I have been holding all this time.
A handful of bright sparkling stones
He had been carrying all those years
With love and care, all alone -
Was wet because of crystal tears.
He made a hole in the sand,
And put the dreams that he had found.
I took one piece of them, before
All they were covered by the ground.
I looked through it - I saw the past,
A little child who wants to grow,
I saw a flight of falling leaves, and sun,
And wild river's flow...
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I still believe in all my dreams,
I'll never give them up, I swear.
Somehow, someday I'll find my way.
My home exists, it's out there...
August 1994
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Amazing work.
I have one suggestion on the articles usage. The articles tend to be among the last things to master, because they are discourse-based.
A handful of sparkling stones (no article)
Taking "a" out changes the rhythm, but if you add "bright", it will save the line.
Cheers,
Dina
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