this means to an end
is the end of meaning
for me i am
unwell, undone,
uninformed
and if a leaf drops
from the skies and
spins a story
in golden
red and brownish tones-
then i know you
are thinking of me
well thanks for hope but
this romanced promise of life
is only as alive
as the shaking leaf in my
outstretched, trembling palm
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
god i've missed your writing