to be alone
is to sit
with millions of memories
to sit still
is to swim fathoms
of deep seas of sighs
to sigh is to sing
to welcome
awakened thoughts
when sitting alone
in the stillness
of this song
of days gone by
and nights to come
to feel
the blazing suns
of mornings’ flight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem