once
you spend the night
on the sands of
the sea
you gather wood
stack them and create
fire
under the moon
you sit there
in yoga position
closing your eyes
and meditating
on all the blessings
of your life
you feel so small
in this traveling galaxy
one with the planets
and the stars
into the unknown
and you are one
with everyone else
journeying
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem