The womb of the night
A measure of beauty
A chest of beauty
A rise
A war of the seas of the life:
A fountain of freedom
A gushing sprout of light
A light that comes and that goes
And falls
Down to Earth
From where it arose.
The womb of the night
A measure of beauty
A chest of beauty
A rise
A war of the seas of the life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem