The unseen singer
sings all the times
elegies and melodies
in tune, sun rises
moon rises, river flows, ocean roars
and beach weeps.
You touch my heart
like a woodpecker
who taps a tree trunk.
The wound that never heals.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nature has many moods and you have captured this well, Love DuncanXX