The Earth is very big with seas,
We have never circumvented with ease,
The sea farers forefathers,
Built the boats and ships,
To voyage on the calm ocean,
Not full of mysteries, but with islands,
This water tanks hold the secrets,
On the comfort of their deep beds,
How many lives alive and dead,
We are small, just having a tiny brain,
What a desperate search it is,
To find a plane that has gone missing,
The ocean mother may know the answer,
But she is always quiet showing the signals,
Two long oil slicks on her wide breasts,
The billow of smokes from her breath,
Let the Gods of Heaven help those in need,
We are very small, yet to conquer,
Every inch of the land and the oceans,
a long way to travel, but we will do it with passion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
: -(, this is a very good poem. Nicely done