When I was a child
I talked to everything
never questioning
its ability to talk to me.
“Hello man...hello sky...hello tree! ”
Open to everyone
as weather was.
I talked to a stone
stone to stone.
I talked to water
as water
Speaking the language
of whatever was.
Now as a man
silent & taciturn
I try to learn again
the language of stone
the speech of rain
the laughter of water
& most of all to listen
when they talked to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yeah this is just so you..open to everything and everyone. Ya haven't lost it mate! You still are a wonder! Lovely charming poem that gets you in one! That's Donall! love Dee Dee