The blasting below the first step
Is the cause of stillness
Legs want to go ahead
Steps wait to take to high
May be with a new blast again.
The reward of first word
Is the cause of unlimited silence
Lips want to deliver the heart
Mind wants to speak again
But may be the first reward
Wait as a new feedback
At a step ahead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
deliver the heart, very fine, I like it.