air wallows in the quiet walls
night flows
and just cold without wind
as before, he bowed
say hello
full of reverence, on the silence
tranquil to the umpteen times
don't be afraid to the night
in the song that's always passing
at no point but a comma
if we're always near
fall for a rest on the voices
we're no longer alone
opening the door to the wide yard
with longing trees
vast green lawns without limit
in love that will not be muted
in the early days of incessant
20/10/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem