campfire: burning
thoughts: forming
visions: clearing
every eye is focusing
on the swaying rhythms
the wild sinuations
of the angry flames
hopes: lifting
eyes: drifting
worlds: shifting
every mind is wand'ring
to cloudy dreams unveiling
daringly they wonder
at the not-too-distant future
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This one I like. Very concise...my kind of poem. Let the reader read into it what they will. Offer the moving words and leave the rest to others. -landrey