My Better Thoughts Poem by ion untaru

My better thoughts
All toghether, a flock of ewes
Revolted under the sun
And a different pasture

Haunted by questions
I do not recognize myself
A sweet smell of musk
Climb the mountains without stairs

Only anxieties collapse
old beliefs. Apostille
Zodiac signs which I
Am waving like a cloth

And the sand flow. Dawn
Suggesting me lively,
And hasten under shell
In spinning flax, shiver,

Good thoughts, bad thoughts,
Twisted by vortex
And hidden as a haulm,
Cleaned of sequelae

(translated from romanian)