Seeking and hearkening the depth of soul that longs for the liken of the wind. Which knows not its prevalence if the breakers and obstacles of life captivate existence. The hasten to draw nigh that ceases for a while the sought relief that embraces life. With a concur of a caress the soft bush upon the skin. The encounter of the known and known upon life alike the capsize of a journeying within the depth of the soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem