As brooks of mountains
To going - muses restless...
If you'll not catch it,
With hands yours, with...
Will by necessary
For you only at once...
Then you become
By, like the fisherman...
Nice words Tsira- as brooks of mountains- just lovely. Best wishes, Andrew
Beautiful unique writing Tsira...wonderful to read....Fi 10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Tsire, hem... beautiful words and ideas, but... well... I don't want to repeat. Konstantin.