you’ve shaken rivers out of my eyes
crossed Kilimanjaro to stir the waterweed
you’ve drown my soul and quenched flames
in these eyelids till down the silent stream
the lamp of my dreams fell
you cupped me in your palm
squeezed strength out of my Soul
and now you raft my ruins
to the sea without a rhyme
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem