Little but coarse
that of a sands' valiance
all and itself
till rushing seas rummages
in-between cowardice
weakening what had been was.
Little but coarse
then taken by beach water
as it rode the ocean depth
all to the ocean floor
far from light and ocean breath.
Little but coarse
it endured the heavy above
some can only take some
but all turn a little softer
only those that still have
ride back and above.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem