If you are lonely
imagine the white horse
vanishing in a black night
think of emptiness
it leaves behind
the home
dissolves in our sorrow
if you are lonely
reminisce on how
we become a picture of nomads
beginning the journey
to an unknown world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Think how much easier it would be for a black horse to vanish in the dark than a white one. :) Nevertheless, a fascinating poem!