The waves hit lazily
And I feel my self slipping
Like grains of boundless sand
A never ending cycle of infinity
My thoughts are the waves
Hitting the bounds of the universe
Destiny is the concept of no escape
Yet the grains drag away constantly
In to the unknown to the point of no return
Is it the waves that give life to the sand
I wonder
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem