I am like the wind
A passing entity
A fleeting motion in space
In the memory of time
I am here when you see me
When you don't see me
I ceased to exist
It is your remembering
That gives me life
That makes a reality
Of who I am
Remembrance! ! Of who I am. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful poem.... delicate poetic expression. A poem always stands on stable legs... great dear poetess!