Awake.
The Sun gradually emerges as it apparently sneaks
all around me
and now with blatant transparency speaks.
Pardon me.. for now I must go.
I am now more awake
than even I or my mind may know.
Resonating from the buoyant echoes
Ascending, my soul knows.
Thank you O.
Thank You much...
SO
MUCH
SO
'O'
Life...
glorious life
Re-awakened,
by morning's awakening.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem