How amazingly peaceful it can be
walking along the shore,
silence being broken by a cry of a gull
And the sound of the ocean roar.
Oh to lose one self in that peacefulness,
Never having again to return.
To face once more the problems of life,
Knowing there's no other place I can turn.
It's there by the water, I like to sit,
And quietly reminisce.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem