Flowers lay waiting in sunlight's palest beam
a rainbow's their forever fading dream,
Night clouds covet as shadows gather near
amidst darkness stormy skies seem clear.
Breaking states of discrepancy
the wind is calm but there's no certainty,
Hear thundered echoes of distant lands
tumbled words thoughts can't comprehend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem