It's a shining day
A man standing before a man
and sunbeams deflected by the leaves.
everything is as it should be
no one walks naked
no flood in sight
only clothes flying
and the road full of weightless heads
Where am I standing?
With what steps do I walk into their hearts?
It's a shining day with warmer air
a man looking at my head in wonder.
I shake mine to the left
he shakes his to the right.
It's been a long time... and still in the same solitude Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful write..... Nice start... Keep it up... I would like you read my poems and express your views too... Naila
Thank you very much :) . I would like to read your poems...