The waves g o by without waiting
As the seconds of this life that keep going
Faster than anyone can imagine.
The glare of the sun forms the far horizon:
This is the sole moment of a deep contemplation…
Many faces are passing by along the lane;
Seem in a moment so familiar,
But it is just my imagination.
The shining sun is going
in a blaze of flame
To shine in another faraway place.
The twilight is the moment of bidding
To a day that is about to leave,
To a moment that will not come
The far horizon becomes so dark…
The bluish ocean becomes invisible.
The roars of the waves w a n e,
The birds retreat to their shelter.
I’ll do the same,
I’ll just go for a w a l k
this night, solitarily
down the lane
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem