the great fireball
riding majestically over all
licking the mountain tops
the life wielding rays
birds triggered to chirp
mirthfully chirping in the trees
expectantly waiting are the nestlings
now the day is done
disappearing behind the mountains
the foraging has now ended
that vivacity is now wished for
reality delivers a thunderous backhander
now at the end of the tether
eagerly awaiting the rejuvenation
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Behind the mountains..... a big 10++++++++