And
I heard the thunder strike
I heard the windows panes
Screech
The windows rattle
And
I heard the wild call
And
I heard a thousand whisperings
And
I fell to earth before all these.
And
I felt my Soul, my very
Inner Soul vomited towards the
Edge.
And I felt my heart sink suddenly.
And
I heard the thunder
Striking and striking
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem