a thousand fields apart we are
but still under one sky we be
across seas I am far from you
but will you still remember me?
though near we be nor far we are
between us no words was ever spoken
only that cloudy morning bliss
a glance, a look, to ponder... in memory
if another chance would come for us
to see each other face to face
would it be the chapter end
or would it be the chapter beginning?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem