Journeying the mind into realms of pair and despair that arouse reason. The darkness within a time frame of the night that compose own eyes into patience. The await of a cease onto assess and access into the depth of the soul that might be swayed and swirled by the known or known. Partaking the utmost respire into existence that might nurture the unraveling times and seasons.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem