cool mountain breeze blowing
snow capped mountains
my heart cries to see the mountains
warm days in the sun
grass between my toes
wishes of the days to see
wishes to be back there
Lavasan, you will be in my heart
til the cool air and life
bring me back to your colorful earth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
KK, there is such tremendous longing in this poem, and you've achieved it in so very few words. Not wordy, just enough words to make your readers feel your longing for home, and maybe for their own longing for home as well. Nice job.