she said
'keep going on
i am a bit tired
i would join you soon'
and what if
she would be left behind
she'd have to fly to us...
really she flew...
she flew away from us
leaving the clay behind
nothing would have happened
sublime time, now she'd spend
and wait for our arrival...
there...
03-03-2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite a requiem! One for TRO i'd say.. lolz! I like the subtlety in this piece, the way the scene shifts...nicely done man...