Flap, glide, soar
Supreme Seagull
Free to ride the air
To Glide in Stillness
A man’s mind can soar with music
Alone and away with strings
But never can he
Glide, Soar,
Ride the wind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wonder if this 'supreme seagull' is not an almighty eagle is disguise. Great poem!