Come wind and blow my head,
so that its wonderful thoughts may spread.
All you melodies fly like birds,
fill the air with music and hymns.
let's make a war against this silence
that isolates, depresses and weakens.
cause now is the time to warble
like a nightingale, o my soul.
The poem is nice and has a good feel to it. Sometimes you need to speak up, and break the silence. Though a title would have been good addition to this wonderful piece, Keep writing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Just Lovely! ! Thankyou. Regards....Sharon.