Time is timeless and timliness is precious.
I will pass over the azure ocean like a wind,
In a moment I am gone,
Leaving only a vivid memory.
I will pass over your forests; flora and fauna,
Stirring the leaves like a murmur,
Then silence reigns for I'm gone!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice poem, Enoch. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.