Life if you're anchored and feel the ever moving ocean's see-saw
Is a magnet that always friendship both up and earthward draw
A current where you feel friends who split your route more
Ship shaped by storms no shortcuts and also no door
From your looking glass upside down the image part
Joy in impermanence the art that all joy for the wise start
To say goodbye to those praying we secretly hope a last hello
Sorrow expressed by hearts who plays separation's cello
Arno Le Roux 20l4
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem- Till We Meet Again-Life if you're anchored and feel the ever moving ocean's see-saw very nice thank you