In the dream territory of a woman
light and darkness
merge and unite
In the dream territory of a woman
all things ensue
except for man
In the dream territory of a woman
through the open window
rain enters, and
the breeze teases the curtains
In the dream territory of a woman
night passes on
but never rises the sun; and
there is an endless wait for the morning
Amazingly well and deeply recognized. Original and enlightened.
Beautiful expressed the plight of a woman where there is an endless wait for the rising sun and unfortunately it takes her whole life waiting for the fortunate day.Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Getting into the mind of a woman and dance among the heap of thoughts of a woman... very much feminine and realistic.. thank you very much dear poetess. tony