In this strange twilight,
Multiple future selves now
Emerge. Dreams wander,
Like nomads in the desert,
As though they're searching,
In vague hope of finally
Discovering
A shimmering oasis.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So very true words. Shimmering oasis calming their wandering soul....oh dreams be hopeful... something good definitely rebound.