Silver magic moonlight night,
night in blue wave,
the sounds of the waves sparkle
all the senses are elevated
night shadows on one side of the beach,
hazels to cry quietly,
black stones on the beach the silver watchdogs.
shades of depth in the middle of fortune
sleep and dream -
the moon glides among space
silver cloth descends
quietly shoulders
cosmic beauty touches
innermost soul
you will love to own what you see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem