A hard black rock divides this stream,
Creating waves of friction.
And yet in time the rock dissolves
By the water's slow persuasion.
If all the eddies, all the swirls,
Could bring their force together
With wills that work in unison
Things would resolve much sooner.
I know a man who had a dream
That spoke of Love's solution
A man of patience and of calm,
Let's heed his valediction.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great allegorical poem, with lovely flow as the river itself. Beautifully composed.
I owe you a few now young Cyprian. Might make this a Mihaela day after lunch. I'm starving! Loved youyr Lighthouse poem!