Day has come night's retired, stark my face you see.
I have hidden in the night, the stars are still to bright.
Those of you whom walk above won't let me be or leave.
Devoid of mind my body sleeps, I dream still of the sea.
I left you all I had and nothing in return did I receive.
From such hight's, her light shines down and it reveals.
Beauty through a wisp of smoke, it's dry the sky is moist.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is nice poetry. Thanks for sharing.