Again and again
Over and over again
I dream and dream
I know this life is a dream
In dream I compose poem
In poem I write
And write and cross
The boundaries of time
Place people and culture
And religion and ocean
And earth and sky
And become shy
To tell you goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
why do you want to say Goodbye? You have not reached the number of poems that Ric Bastasa has written. So, write continuously...