"This scorching heat
of Abu Dhabi
where leaves sways silently
from the distance
and dusts spins
across the deserted plains
and the few things
I have with me
aside from my PPE
are my writing notes
a jug of water
and some baked bread
with the heat of the sun
at it's peak
I have to seek shelter
hide and understand
that the only left
for me to do
is wait for the coming dusk
and watch for
the return of the moon."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is always the sun that teach us to wait for moon. Nice.10