The world shifts in shades unknown,
colors bending to the weight of light.
Reflections dance on quiet waters,
shimmering in the depth of your gaze.
Faces blur into passing moments,
voices fade like waves on sand.
Yet through your eyes, time lingers,
holding echoes of stories untold.
Clouds drift slower, the wind hums softer,
even silende carries meaning here.
I see the world as you do-
not as it is, but as it could be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem