I Want People to Share Their Poetry
The sunset holds meetings on well-deserved laughter
Might not the night dance to the water of luscious roses?
A wanderer dwells on reflective knowledge
The sun ponders the morning's frozen ecstasy
And the sun's volcanoes clutches on to a barren delight
Might not the night dance to the water of luscious roses?
A wanderer dwells on reflective knowledge
The sun ponders the morning's frozen ecstasy
And the sun's volcanoes clutches on to a barren delight