I shoot in conjugal declivity into the breast of mother earth
And cry in sonorous ecstasy
Her amorous caresses my bounty of joy unlimited
Pearls she fed me to sing and bend to rhythms
Of obeisance when the god of windstorms traverses the air
My root I inser in her down her fertile dome
Her wetness nourishes me
To bear fruit in prime and in season unfailing
My branches towering to heaven
My leaves rustling in the wind in wild delirium
Solemnizing my ritual to stand still till eternity
My roots descend down her labyrinth
As her fertility increases penetrating
Her life giving altar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully penned... Love the flow of the lines... It make me smile when I read it.. ^-^