The respire and inspire of existence unraveling the eyes to nurture the sun. While dawn draws by the dew that sighs the relief of soul alike its surround and around rub upon the skin. The resist of a capture and a captivate of the align and realign of its compose that marvels and awes the enter into the depth of the soul. Which at times liken like the scatter and cluster of the surface that's well know to the night breeze and cold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem