Seagulls unfold their
wings.... come jasmine scented
spirit breezes now
Do we love more their
wheeling swoops in the skies or
silence shatt'ring cries
They lose no beauty
when asterisking garbage
scows or wee dories
No air controllers...
nor flashing red lights making
less peaceful their flight
With their spirits
they lift us each aloft
to laughing endless light
***
Footnote:
based on
coasting warm currents
gull's wide white wings beckon
zephyr's welcome
by
-Madsword-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem