Voice that was high now
Low
Wriggles in the sands that
Burn and flow
And
Whisper life:
There was a silence
Then
The lines began
Verses began
And far
The song of the Poet Seer
Went
Voice that was high now
Low
Wriggles in the sands that
Burn and flow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem