Every colour blue chopped with
sparkling bracelets of sunlight.
Foam constant on wind dashed rocks;
the manacles of Neptune’s deepest deep.
Gulls swirl of whitest white by buffets
dipped in shafts of light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the greatest glory to arrive into Nature's heart seeing all saying the words of praise feeling home at last after so many lives wandering a wonderful poem