The narrow strip of land
Stretched before me in sand
Like a voluptuous mermaid
Lying on the lap of time.
Her loosened hair vanishing into
Territories unknown
And I stand still in the midst.
Oh! What blissfulness I feel
In midst of this solitude unreal
I hear nothing
Except the sound of silence.
All my journeys come to and end here
What I seek is lying right and left to me.
Time stands still and I move in dream
Like a feather I'm lifted
By the wings of time
And softly fall into the pool of eternity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem