Daily I try to crawl
inside the fabric of the page
Where I envision quiet
and safety amidst the images
of gentle lakes, leafy trees
Where nourishing music
plays; and people laugh
and smile away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very whistful little poem. I love these lines: 'Daily I try to crawl inside the fabric of the page' Thanks for sharing this.