The birds of passage fly
Among the nomads of night
For some years they dwell
Near the bottom of light
Beyond the Nyx's ken
In interstellar space
They detect a sun 'your love'
The leader, our life's pace
(2009/1/29)
Ver nice, look forward to reading more of your work. Kind Regards
Persian, you are always an interesting deep read. Of late, I've thought of humans as blind inhabitants of a sparkling habitat. Some awaken to the realization that opening up, looking about, engaging with others and nature is a must, the only way to live and learn. Thank you, Carol
simply a brilliant poem. nice rhymes and sweet reading...10
Brevity is beautiful. The wings of these birds are dipped in sunlight. Warm regards, Sandra
through these words I can the see the birds soaring high in the skies of realization
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice poem... every word make ir almost perfect. great talent in here. best wishes, ana