Walking away and into a twilight evening once again,
looking to the horizon, watching the ocean rising
and falling in front of my eyes.
Starlight guiding me along with rays of a full moon,
all taking part in a suspension of beauty as I climb
onto the watchful eye of another time.
Awaiting the end of this life as I have seen it in
my dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem