Bated eyes designing and aligning within the course of the unraveling times and seasons. Whose pursue and ensue withhold and hold the intense and immense within the depths of the soul. Which contract and tract emotions and thoughts. Seeking for a wit conscience that settle and resettle the enter into the depth of the soul via the eyes. Which strain and pain amidst the overwhelm that nature and nurture the surround and around of life. Seeking and fetching for a release and ease of obstacle that tackle the depth that sway and swirl life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem