Follow the drifting star of beauty.
Follow the heart's slow burning longings.
Not so long from now it will all be over,
And you'll be chastised for wasting the dawn.
Follow the dream that references its workings.
Follow the intangible trail of the sun.
Forget the remnants that you could not put together,
They have nothing left to offer you.
A beautifully envisioned though provoking poem searching for new horizons. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good thought. Well written.