The thin line goes deeper and deeper in the bottomless ocean of life.
Where's the golden fish of hope in the journey of fantasy?
*To my faraway friend Denis who recognizes my holey vocabulary.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very clear and concise. You excell at brevity. I hope that, one day, you find your golden fish. Warmest regards, Sandra