</>Sitting down in hollow woods
running rivers and flashing moods
The sky is clear and dark tonight
a ghosty breeze meets morning light
As silence sets last breath is near
I close my eyes and keep you dear
Lot of food for thought I like that, meaningful and heart felt yu kinda hear the rusltle of leaves of the ghostly breeze
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem seems subject to multiple interpretations, all interesting. I'm glad I read it.