Sage of words to read.
Counting every heart beat.
One that looked upon life.
Tears hidden from strife.
Wanting all to read.
His words like flowering seeds.
His anchor was mankind.
The war he knew - unkind.
When one hears the WHITMAN name.
A POET OF KINGLY FAME.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem