The doves and the crows-
All friends.
All friends - the mountains,
The sky.
All friends - The bones and
The blood.
And all are in
Multicolored bottles.
All are in the ocean
With the air.
And all with moon
Always.
The angry water
Embraced all.
The dust- all
In mirrors.
And let us say
Life is sweet
With the things
There in the fortress.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem