And, if I sit by the stream in the meadow.
And wait...
Will I sleep, and then wake?
With years gone by, and then I...
still alone?
Or, will it be your soft kiss
that awakes me?
Your touch - teasing and tender,
that breaks me...
As I fall deeper than sleep,
till after forever,
in the star flooded night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
with very few words you convey a lot of feeling....i enjoyed it...