Like wrecking own feelings and thoughts within the depths of the sea. Which access into a time that's unknown or known. Seeking the compose of mind to deduce the resounding of heart to concur with the soul. Like the scatter of clouds upon the skies in search of a cluster. Which might result into a fall of times and seasons that might nurture and articulate the depth of the mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem