The Smell of My Thoughts
My thoughts wear the smell of sunlight
every time it rains.
They wear rain’s smell
whenever the sun shines.
They wear the ice’s smell
whenever it’s hot,
and warmth’s smell they wear
during the days with frost.
The smell of flowers they wear in winter
in the summer they wear snow’s smell.
My thoughts are the only things that keep
my world and me in balance.
Without them I would fall down
like a rotten tree.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem