That sand in your shoe
Once was a mountain made of mud?
Once held a pearl in an ocean shell
Once had jagged edges
Now made minutely, smooth…
Once sang of life
Like a bog myrtle tree
But now it's you, but now it's me
That petrified life, that-
Once again, has returned to the sea
That you simply shook, from your sandal shoe.
II
That sand in your shoe
Was once a mountain made of quarts?
Was once a pearl in an Indian Ocean shell?
And had once a time jagged edges serrate
But now it's been made minutely, smooth.
It also once a long time hence sang of life
Like a bog myrtle tree
But now it's with you, now it's me,
That petrified life, that-
Once again returns to the sea…
That you simply shook, from your sandal shoe.
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I would like to translate this poem
the title of your poem is so different... the lines in it are so good. brilliant work done by you! !