The wind sores
A lovely sound
The ocean roars
My mind is locked
My heart is bound
The wind sores
I feel I’ve stopped
And I’m falling down
The ocean roars
My sight is blocked
As I hit the ground
The wind sores
I wish the world would stop
And look around
The ocean roars
Admire the beauty
From sky to ground
The wind, it sores
As the ocean roars
A silent lovely, heartfelt sound
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Soft and low, cute and green. Lovely composition.