sit on a chair
beside a bush
put my feet
on another
chair and then
i lay my head
on a pillow
facing the
moon and
the stars
i close my eyes
and feel
the lightness
of the world
around me
tonight
is the solemnity
of solitude
i am but
a witness
of its
events
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem