Lying on the Earth
feeling the warmth of the Sun
the clouds come
the seasons change
rain falls
and then the Moon
blown by the wind
Autumn leaves
brush my face
the first frost
covers the mud
with crystals
I watch my life go by
and remember Spring
Surrender is
the Path to Freedom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it is such a lovely poem. close to my heart.