The open sea allures me at times
An unknown voyage on unknown waters
No special colour, no special plan
Just a flow to the unbound
I do not know where it starts
Unleashed somewhere deep down my mind
I do not think of where it should end
A dance on mind till it lasts
I am perhaps waiting for a magic
In a land with no miracle a spot
Or am i a kid to recognize
The magic allures me here at this time
This time is magical to sail forth
Be mind at rest and all waters are known.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem