1. With each golden breath, the life goes by, counting the cost we glow by.
Down, rivers and streams
2. A pity, pretty party galore.A glamour untold, so many adversary unfaced.
Down, rivers and streams
3. Playing with pipes, we forget the times. Our crazy times, good and bad I leave by a moment
Down, rivers and streams
4. Pick your times, I do mine, with hopeful heart it hides a tear.
Down, rivers and streams.
We pass through my things and people in life that sometimes we forget some of the things and people we have encountered. Captivating poem.
This is truly emotions collected in tranuility. A good write. Keep the flag flying!
Such as time. Our rivers and streams. As though life seems Enjoyed!
Human life linked with rivers and streams is interesting to read
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thought-music to savor. Glowing and breathing golden air, counting costs, turning away from foes, playing with pipes, leaving moments behind...picking our times on rivers and streams.