Looking foward, to what is right and left to ease
Behind me like a grounded bird left to never take a flight
Right over and under a split secondhand's sway
Up and rolling over the light of that awakening day
Underneath it all finding really nothing to say
Me, just us and the ground will find you again alright
Only wishing I had looked around...Rest in Peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem