Way by the rock-strewn valley
Pervasive far-flung darkness
Procrastination of Stone
Far away luminous dot arraying
Calling in the undertone
The procreative stone wanton
The tempest friendly sagacious
Made the stone propitious
"Dreams begot of nothing but fantasy "
*Quotation in the poem taken from
‘R & J' of Shakespeare
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem