The forgone nights and days that arouse the awakening of the mind. The cluster and scatter of feelings and thoughts upon the surface of earth. The gaze that marvels the eyes with a compose of timely that pursued the soul. Absent the send that scent life in this we amaze the depths of the night alike the darkness that journeys upon the surface of earth. The distance that concurs with its overwhelm. The unknown depths of earth that never draw nigh upon the existence of earth and if the curtail of times acknowledges their surfacing that alike the sounding leaves that are swayed by the diverse winds on earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem