i am in a circle
I see you too encircled
We are not alone in the bicycle
Every soul living must cycle
In the mosque, in the temple or in the church tabernacle
On the moutains, on the trees, in the rivers or in the oceons
In all life spectacle
The earth revolves around a circle
Our world is a cycle
And each day we till, we sow and we reap in that circle
A cyclist must cycle and the circles must cycle in a circle
What goes in the circles must come back cycled
Do what you do but watchout for the circle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like it although there is some generic ring to it. I think you are way better than this...