Between the sea and the sky
I’ll stand on my own
Like leaves that fall from high
When summer of dreams is down
The autumn came yesterday
With flowers that were lost
Now winter is here in gray
And footsteps of green tossed
Between the sea and the sky
The river is always calling
Through times and between goodbye
That inside the heart is falling
Like a day going to night
With the hours of its dream
Lost in a lonely flight
Where love sometimes nowhere seem
Between two hearts of ours
There are spaces of many more
Among the deep seed flowers
Those grow up to be petal star
Man is made of love to give
And struggles with this in living
There’s nothing to die but live
In a hope for its dream to give
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem