How low you fly through hushed breezes,
a'falter as whispers ground you...
Fade within your shadow,
hide amongst the dark of light.
Between each heartbeat, do you break a little?
Seeing you huddled, feeling your pain,
if only I could ease it away.
With summer on my heels, its burn now blisters.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem