Life slides down a rainbow and into the ocean, falling onto
it's floor beneath tides of life.
Taking together, beauty of this forest, an almost perfect
soulful livelihood, and finding a place in an area of my
heart.
Not letting any one near enough, walking away into the near
future of death, awaiting each person in time as we all
flow onto another horizon alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is not time to sink to the bottom. Let us try to stay afloat so that a passenger ship or a rescue boat might find us and take us back to the shore of life and beauty once more! (just trying to be positive) Yes, we are all waiting for that final journey into another horizon all alone! Very poignant!