there are categories of our
existence
others wish for
a perfect living
life harmonized with
nature
love and bliss
and a perfect poise
of the flower
dancing against the
sun
we stay for the moment
we wilt i any minute
those that believe however
make a wish
and the wish become true
mind over matter
and then like a boat
we pass this way again
dissolving in the mist
reechoing a song
that we first offered
to the most beautiful maiden
that you have seen
her smile fading like the
shadow of the mountain
against the darkness of the night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem