The sky joins the sea,
Dispelling any traces of boundary.
Peaceful, quiet and serenity.
The sun peaks out from yonder,
Its rays reflecting in the water.
The horizon is highlighted,
Chaos is started.
Now boundary clearly stated,
Movements and sounds are started.
The feeding and fighting begin,
Segregation is a sin!
It all continues,
Until the end of the new,
When the sun disappears,
And the horizon too.
Peace, quiet and serenity,
Till the next sunrise.
Where differences is a priority.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sunrise and there is peace, good.