Poetry on demand "I met my sun"

In the crowd of a thousand eyes
I met my sun,
So simply, among the people,
The sun was going... It stopped:
- Hello, I was looking for you
The weathered heart is tired,
In the crowd, the blizzard blows,
It seems even the soul has caught a cold...
- Take a little of my warmth
Here is a ray of faith and hope
So that winter cannot
Chill your dreams,
Here is a ray of love, hold it,
Winter will not touch it
Because where there is love, remember
There is the heart, there is your heart...
It became so warm for me,
The soul blossomed in spring,
Thank you, my God, to You,
For the sun that walks with me...