Fanciful droplets of
leaves' virgin morning sweats
made my heart colder
than the warmth of my skin
as I swam through them
and the sturdy nets
knitted on imaginary cords:
When I lifted my eyes
and saw through my liquid sight
the penumbra statue beyond the path
sneaking away on tiptoes
I stilled me at once
and gazed back and forth
and felt more sweats
now raining from leaves' eyes
and colder the more
my heart trotted.
Tremor crawled by me and
Moxie raced in fleeting fury
Chimera then said to me
the best land to dwell
the dreamland I know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
WOW! ! ! That sent shivers thru me! ! ! ! ! ! Keep them coming! I really like your name, exotic to me!