A mountain—
From it's High peak
Descends and rolls down
A mouse.Still It seems to be:
Lively, capable enough and playful—
But notice: as it touches the foot—tranquil!
Not just dead it is—bad smells spreading all around the land...
Bad yeah the bad emerging from the highest throne of society; and spreading its septic influence on the ground of toiling sense....................//
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice. When it comes to the ground it gets rotten and gives smell. A sort of philosophical poem very nicely done. Thanks for sharing.