He says nothing just standing there
with a remote gesture
there is something
just a message
for the quiet one
so slight, like a eyelash dropping
but a message
be quiet
so you can hear
calm the sea
slow the winds
and listen
the messenger is giving
listen and receive
and then it is gone
the messenger
he is always
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem