The wallpapers over the screen top,
looks so familiar.
As I have seen them before.
Come then,
as I will show you the way to...
Eternal return.
Then reading pages of a book,
and getting bored in between.
By the evening
Waiting with so many memories,
over terrain land.
To go back to,
Eighteenth Century.
And all the good body,
the sun, the moon.
waiting, and I return.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Insightful and intriguing write and thought provoking too. Thanks for sharing.