Save some volatility
for me. I have broken
my wings.
Unwilling to act against me,
because it will hurt you.
I was unable to show you
my hidden lake.
I wanted to tell you,
but will not, remaining upset
to find the moon tonight.
Go ahead Buddha, I
would dream of you praying
earnestly. Don't give me my destiny―
I would stop running.
Your curved eyes now
invite the clouds to take over
the moonscape.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Save some volatility for me. I have broken my wings........//.... So poignant and thought provoking. Thanks.