Ripples in the water
Lapping at the waters edge
Caressing the pebbles
as they sweep up past
Ripples turn to waves
One after the other
Crashing down upon the shores
Wetting the stones and sands
soon the water calms
Waves turn to ripples
Lapping the waters edge
until the stilness takes its place
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is smrtly done..the complete thought is abstract..i smiled..grace