I'm looking for a quiet cave
every poet needs one
one way in and no way out
facing the setting sun
for all that I will ever need
is just a sheltered view
and I can see advantages
for there are quite a few
no one needs to watch my back
the cave takes care of that
and once I find that primal nest
I never will come back
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem