Across the sea, I walked
and saw a seagull go over my top.
I imagined where was he going,
Imagined and Imagined
and then asked my father,
'where does he go'
even though he did'nt give me the exact answer,
but it was a proper reply which now
I have understood when
I grew and left parent.
'the seagull was going in search of glory and sucess'
so was I searching for it.
I believe I've heard this somewhere. Perhaps from you...I do not remember...nonetheless it is lovely
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sea of life is limitless. Keep searching till the last moment. Beautiful poetic sharing between the father and the son...10/10.