on the same path
weary you take rest
seated on the same
stone
preoccupied in your
mutual silences
you restart a journey
without the use of
words
your minds meet
towards same destination
what is awe to all
is none to yours
same stars, same moon
same pains
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem, Ric. I have long lamented the inadequacy of words and dreamed of relating only with minds. Thanks for sharing. Peace