This heat, and the road's;
Freed of; never freeing.
The journey is arduous;
But it feels agreeing.
Summer's diversion;
Goes off to pursue
A new outlook on life;
Stranger with each view!
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Its left to his thoughts alone
Unwheeled, but as spry
Those breezy ways to traverse.
Countryside's; low, high.
A-float; or no more a-float!
When each road I knew
Summer-adjusted, soared with
Which mood affixed to!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem