In the place where no one else is
I sit alone-
The sun shines on my notebook
I write these lines
So peacefully
So happily-
The morning sun is stronger
Warming me restfully-
I don't have to do this morning
Anything I do not want to do-
These lines flow easily
As if writing and being in inner peace
Were one and the same gift always.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant poem, when one comes to that conclusion. They know it's a for sure thing.