No room to plant a small tuber for light
in my garden of sight blocked of views
sun has not known for years.
Bulid no more root of faith through the
cracks in time now here carrots for eyes
to hear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bulid? ? ? are they Tulip off shoots... you should try some rhizomes instead of tubers for a change... rhizomes, rhyme zones... nah.. never mind... I's C they don't hear smells.. maybe bells... nah. tink I have had too much egg nog... but Merry Christmas and aroha xx