leaf floating
on the river as the
river rages its way
along the mountains
if it has eyes
it could have seen
the beautiful clouds
the infinite sky
a boatman is busy
guiding its keel to
prevent sinking
there is speed on
its hands
skill on the paddles
the leaf it only had
feelings could have
screamed asking for help
but it had none
on the other hand the
rivers too just keep on
moving
if it had feelings it
could have
surrendered to the stones
in utter exhaustion
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem