Seeking time that might have lost its ingrain upon the journeying wind of earth. Which takes the scent of nature upon the vastness and diverseness of earth. Alike lost own feelings and thoughts gazing upon the cutting across of the sun upon the surface of earth. Which seek for an ingrain within the depths of the mind. The realms that might unravel times and seasons with diverse taste that might pursue the distant reason.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem