this boat,
too long in waiting,
now leaves the shelter
of the shore.
this heart,
too long silent,
now speaks without regret.
these fingers,
too long numb,
cry for the feel of flesh.
this life,
too long dormant,
now begs to be lived!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh right on brother........... wow. you are indeed a poet! love the words...