Silent breeze
Knocked at the door,
The great traveller woke up,
He knew
It was time for him
To travel through the silent road,
But the traveller was sure that
At the of this road
He would get the coziest shelter
For himself forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A silent road or less traveled road can lead us to a journey with eternal rewards. A meaningful poem. Liked the opening lines.