Writing in the dusk hours
Between the illusion and the dream
Each moment flowing mellifluous
From the hand in balance
While the body sleeps
Writing in the dusk hours
From each movement is the dream
Flowing from the mellifluous body
Between illusion
While the hand in balance is asleep
Writing between illusion
Each moment mellifluous
In balance with the dusk hours
From the hand in sleep
While the body dreams
Writing the illusion or the dream
There are so many ways
In ways we do not see
The illusion writing in the script of dreams
All along the hand is free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem