Some days behind the veil
Owl calling on the vale
waiting in the shack of a dale
Not so easy to fly like a bird
Till I feel the hard
Cause the road is not just a yard
wandering in the moon
dreams should not be doom
Off course flowers will bloom
I have to go far,
afar
that I understood so far
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is a beautiful trail of words..lovely!