Grasp your soul,
Leave the noisome city.
Take off for the infinity.
Infinite Firth.
Be free,
Shade your soul
Under the solitary tree.
Then I will reach you
Like a Phantom in the gloom,
I will take you
With the Tempest I brought.
The two souls-
Mine and yours
Will mingle in the Firmament
And for Permanent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem