thanks; silence prevail at last
i drift to good slumber past dawn
taken away from worries for hours
subdued heart is peace to anyone
deaf could have a very sound mind
maybe it's puzzling to a blind man
dreams didn't came easy; shy away
good i needed that energy in waking
with drought draining all my resources
rain could be a savior to my existence
it will come maybe later, i'm patient
as far as i know with all my breathe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem