It may have a beginning
It may have an end
It might be crossed by foe or friend
It has some significance
It really has none
Until you start what you begun
It's not perpendicular
It lies on the ground
It's weightless as sand pound for pound
It may lie falsely between
All words left unsaid
Unless it's align out of your head
It's horizontally drawn
So you won't get lost
A lifeline you may or may not cross.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
simple yet beautiful poetry. thanks for sharing