Sailing across an ocean of imagination, peacefully watching
the horizon still sitting on shore.
Taking pen in hand, writing in this journal of poetry about
all the feelings and emotions lying upon the water, wanting
to be picked up and carried away.
Refusing to reply or pick them up, wanting to be free for a
while and enjoy solace being received while lying between
the blue heavens and a stormy sea.
Thinking freely, independently from all the turmoil of life's
feelings and emotions.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem