I closed my eyes
Only darkness
Cold pitch dark
Lonely sky
No moon
No stars
No light
Saddened eyes
Teardrop
Mind wakens
Starry night
Full moon rising
Brotherly wolves
Nature howling
Peaceful dreaming
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a great image....when one closes his/her eyes, he/she stands before the universe...A great verse, Richard.
I too love the image, M.J. Especially the way you describe it. Thanks for thinking the poem is great and for the 10.