My trail is in the wind
because I am lighter than a feather.
I can fly for I am free
though the sky is not my weather.
My meat is in the sea
and my seed in the land
for my fore-seed to flee
I just have to till the sand.
for my fore-seed to flee I just have to till the sand. I found quite interesting your choise of words. Thank you for share
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I had to read it a couple of times before it clicked into place. But then it came clear. A clever little poem Ebi.