What if we were to observe our dreams,
As if we were only strangers who won a lottery
to a paradise land, for a temporary visit.
Imagine us flying above,
watching without touching.
Loving without having a body.
What's your dream?
What would be my dream?
Magnificent. Your talent in analysing the life's enigmas are uniquely beautiful. Top score..(Contd)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
2) you write "Imagine us flying above, watching without touching." ‘Flying', ‘flying above', watching from above' etc. is a theme that you revisit in many poems. Have given a thought, Why?