the sea this afternoon
is divided into two halves
parallel to each other
the brown part touches the shore
the one faraway is the
bluish one, deep and
silent,
once again, the mountain has reached
its destination through its river
swallowed by the mouth of the sea
into the depths of its silence
on this cycle of life
and then
unto death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome second verse Ric, perfect, inspiring poetry, thanks