Passing through my life,
As on the shore from headland to headland,
The one from, forgotten,
The one towards, unknown,
All the while, to my sides,
The breaking ocean and the shifting sands,
The sands of my experiences,
Constantly rearranging themselves,
On the landscape of my perception,
The waves of my experiences to come,
Breaking in upon me,
Rolling in across reactions to past breakers,
Approaching and receding simultaneously,
Gaining or losing ground only at the tides,
When governed by higher forces,
And so I pass,
Walking on the sands governed by the waves
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful expression, thanks for sharing.