Looking through my ersatz drapes
beyond the world of flesh and bones
beyond the world of love and hate
beyond my dreams and hopes
there's a place, virginal and untamed
a green and placid rootless tree awaits there
a gorgeous waterless beach remains there too
looking through my window lays a street
there's a cloud, a car, a dog, a cat, an empty bottle of wine
there's a door-to-door saleswoman, and an inclement sun
accross the sea of glass life and death await
in here, it feels
as if
time
had
stopped
and
immortality
attained
at
last
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great insightful poetry, if we could see it that way!
Thanks my friend for your kind comments...
Thanks my friend for your kind comments