days days trudging alone
rock sand sand rock
sand
and i found blue canyon
at last
but burrowing in its narrow walls
i was missing you
noticed that the walls were really lavender
not blue
like our crying eyes
always were
Beautiful in its purity, I love this poem. I can feel the emotions here, they stir.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'days days trudging alone rock sand sand rock sand'... relatable, too relatable. May ur sand and rock turn into a rich marble. Hope u find what ur really looking for. Take Care -SG xo