Thunder ebbs
Rolls into mist
One storm has passed
And now silence
Envelopes me
Still
Connected
Rooted in soul
Connected
Air electric
Connected
A road to walk
Connected
Alone
Connected
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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