Crystal bottle by itself.
It had and entity within.
Sleeping privately in a crawl space,
no light just dust in the crevices.
Inside is one coin.
Perhaps that coin was left behind
to remember what year that bottle was hidden away.
Not yet curious enough,
I imagined what the bottle contained many years ago
and who placed it in the master bathroom.
It was obviously a secret to someone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem