Coming up thru the Tao together as ONE,
cresting at summit we smoke just for fun
apart. now moving
~~and floating~~
to West and to East
sometimes souls do meet and greet
away we blow as leaves in the wind
returning to dust and
starting homeward again
All is love and all is well
as we learn to float
up and down
with the swell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem