I thought I heard you call me
From deep within a dream
The echo stayed behind you
And led my steps astray
I looked but could not find you
No matter far or near
So I'm going back to sleep now
Perhaps I'll see you there
Our words are colored halos
Which drift around our days
And even truth's rare sighted bird
Seldom alights to stay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem