One Spark
I was one spark beyond danger,
I was one culminated adventurer,
With a long staff in his hand,
I've travel the whole mountains of Africa,
The high cliffs of San Juan,
But mostly I have travelled with the books,
And one sentence poetry,
One spark of life with a staff in my hands,
And most adamant flame that confront the darkness,
One spark in whatever phantoms, guise and performance,
Like the candle in the wind,
The spark of sunshine,
The light at the end of the tunnel,
The light of the beginning,
In the beginning of flowers,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem