I looked but I could not see what I wanted
I searched for something that just wasn't there
I felt a sort of emptiness inside me
I tripped upon a broken wooden stair
I stretched as I was yawning in the morning
I turned around and yesterday was gone
I circled on a gust of wind and thermals
But wasn't in the sky for very long
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem