Your sleepy eyes tell me something
And it could be the secret of love & sex?
Song of the river at dusk
Speak the mystery of life & death?
Roar of the ocean hides her fathomless depth?
My soul-ship drifts not knowing the destiny?
A distant star will help me to show a certain locality?
Anyhow, I must move and cannot be stagnant on the stream.
What I take away at last as my ancestors
Who carried full of emptiness?
'my soul ship drifts not knowing the destiny'.Beautiful description of the wandering soul in all of us. Better not to know? But sometimes I wish I knew where I was headed, so as not to lose precious time getting there! Wonderful poem - beautiful feeling. Linda
Praise for your beautiful poem of lyrical longing. An original mind is definately at work here. kind regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
... with a hiint of mystery.