Wandering and being restless, heart blindly following
your mind through life, reaching ahead into the dark-
ness that touches everyone's life.
At times exuberant, yet feeling tides of sadness
washing over inner thoughts.
Believing in the best life has to offer each of us,
slipping and sliding through tunnels, falling into
pits and canyons that are constantly opening to every-
one.
Pictures of languid and silhouetted shadows, touching
and being reprieved in the end.
Thoughts rushing to shore, being brought there by
tides and waves, crashing heartily, never letting any-
thing sit in between life and the death of it's purpose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem