Let there be a handful sunshine on the poem
Rubbed the redness of the sun
Let's walk slowly towards the sea
Let's cross the ups and downs
and mix in the sand dunes.
Survive a few words from them
In the sea of poetry, in the blue
Let the pains lower their head
In the enormity of the poem of the inflamed soul.
Let the poetry continue to be God....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem