i dreamed a simple dream:
i slowly opened
the massive wooden door
of a church
inside were wooden people
sitting as if dead in silent pews
i carefully closed the door
not to bother their sleep
i turned away
and found an informal group
of regular real people at a table
chatting amiably
friends
and found my home
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love the ending very good poem