Upon the emotionally charged stream
Empathy lethargic sentiments
A swim across the deep unconscious
The splinter’s tranquil existence
*
To smell the smell of smell
The strings of the fish’man
Around the neck of wavy shadows
Trampled by hooves of time
*
The draught cuts the planted sorrow
Of expanding time and space
Homecoming of mood churned desires
Welcome and unwelcome
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Splitting the waves the fish travels home
Miraculously to breed and be dead
By what reality of a secret ridden nectar,
Or manna dew or cortisol? .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem