Blue winter has,
Vanished again,
So i need to walk,
Once again.
To the nirvana,
Where infinity stops,
In hilltops.
Who has one
Gazing sun, gray rain,
Where chill wind,
Feather fogs, Falling leaves
Always breaths..
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I would like to translate this poem
infinity stops in hilltops. good poem. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.