Time - eternal, still. Only the fleeting moments
Swift restless like the wag-tail visit the sea-shore
In the strong tide just like the seasonal birds
And fill the earth with a spectrum-white yellow and blue.
These heavenly birds leave the unknown sky
And rush towards the earth in dusky twilight
For the sighs of life, very intimate to the heart,
And sing in a passionate tone the eternal song.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem