The rainbow and the ravens
made me feel hopeful,
as they always do.
Remembering.
Those days. I miss them.
But in some ways,
inside of me,
they never ended.
That blooming, that becoming, the beginning.
We can die anytime,
but I haven't yet,
and as I get closer to The End,
it all still feels like it's starting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow... Wonderful poem...