o that voice
crossing the distant part
of the ocean
to the other distant.
diving to the farthest depths
and highly running to sky
twixt the blue
and the blue
only you
have the embracing
with waves and surf
so go from the endless
to the endless
all memories foryou restrained
in shackles of silence
amongst the waves
which forgot to dance
and to be merry and frisky
so forgot their legs
and cu'''rsed
to become...
a cloud.
running to sky twixt the blue, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , makes the poem.
Any poem of you is a learning experience! ! ! ! nothing else to say! ! !
Mystical, I feel as though there is more behind this than I am able to see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem with a catchy title.