As silence cuts ice into pieces,
that decends and lit a fire,
that darkness bends into light,
as movement commits to shadows,
that hides in the abyss....
mountain that crumbles,
as men laments their ends,
So must the mighty that fell,
so no man can forget,
tangible yet invisible,
a dream came true.....
a hunger that never could be filled.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem