Flowing upon the water, walking through sand dunes of my mind,
gentle breezes blowing, constantly shifting the sands, never allowing
it to be the same as it once had been.
Always throughout my life, shifting sands will create poetry and give
it life.
Never being the same way twice.
Always saying what I see in many different ways - like playing a
piano on a deserted island - you will always want for more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem