Fire and stars
Sea storms and land
Waters and snows
Hill, mounts and
Plains; small streams
And large; rivers;
And seas that to the
Mother Ocean lead
All, all, my soft
Imagination I let feed
Fire and stars
Sea storms and land
Waters and snows
Hill, mounts and
Plains; small streams
And large; rivers;
And seas that to the
Mother Ocean lead
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I would like to translate this poem
How beautiful a mind, that dreams of nature, I also look for harmony of soul with waters and with land. One day maybe, I will understand...