Walking across a stormy sea, watching black and gray clouds
float over tides of life, scattering ripples of existence
into depths of another dimension.
Wondering and finding many possibilities that lie just under
the surface of crashing waves, wanting to be explored,
discovered and met in thoughts of poetical compositions.
An interior passion of succinct pastimes, filling this mind
with the energy of an inner purpose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem