underneath the seabed the stomach is full, gather and
settle its pebble, touching the precious gem that glitter
in the womb of the breezing home of joy
speed off the elusive dream that pick a little drawn of
emotion for all has leads to the spectacle of
wonder amongst the journey of the traveler
lend me those white cedar and flavor with honey the
bread of blood, as each dew has nurture, the falling
pieces of flesh in the vessel of victory
soon the river bears the turmoil of current and paddle
between success and failure the harmony of time, where
life waits the thundering force of existence
breathlessly hassle my feet into the ground beneath the
hood of my head as it leads my feet to survive in every
swings of the wave of the sea
lay me down and teach me to swim like a frog in the
droplets of tears in the sky …..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem