Many Billows beckoned-
The Wrecked Ship hadn't reckoned:
Would be there a Kinsman-
To save him- - in Hardship
But- ''along with the Wind-
'Twas his Will'',
To proceed his Voyage,
To see there- - A Bliss of another Shore,
Patiently waiting for him far away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
After a while I read your poem again and it still as good, you are one of my favorite poets on this site and a good friend too. Along with the wind - was my will, I proceeded with my voyage, To see that - - the bliss of another shore, Patiently waiting for me far away. Siya_! !