I WANTED THE SKY TO WRITE ME A POEM
I wanted the sky to write me a poem
I looked up to its dark spaces, grey clouds, deep stars-
It said to me,
“You are the poem
wander freely
the world is forever open
before you.”
I looked up at the sky again
And the Beauty of the night
Was too great for me
To bear the Silence of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Everything around us has its meaning, they whisper words of poetry, its only up to us to see and hear what they are saying........10+++++++