Shutting doors
On the world
I will my heart to rise
To the sordid realities
Dribble and the ties
The waves remain a reality
The turbulence a figure head
The sands of time under the feet
Slip beneath with the out..out
flowing water
The solitude of silence
As waves at sea ebb and flow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem