It's not dew a teardropp from the moon.
Because of the fading humanity.
Though you found a needle in a haystack
Very difficult to search a man among the men.
Let the wind blows and do not get panic.
Perhaps tomorrow will be calm?
Do not count the Stars.
As they may fall on your head.
Who says the grape is bitter?
Anyway do not search apples in a vineyard.
The Ocean never bothers of her waves.
But the beach keeps memories.
They are building a new bridge
And I can see the shadow in the river.
Oh! I'll say good bye very soon to the wayfarers!
I pictured being on the ferry looking around at all you'd said.Great words.Love Duncan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully created vivid images. I enjoyed reading this amazing piece of write.