Before love ends,
A rose opened.
For the first time,
Open in the sun.
River's run to the sea,
Emptied.
Water moves in me,
The sea again it fills.
Again I would be,
One with the sea.
And the sea,
Would be one with me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Again i will be! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.