All eyes kept vigil now
Disciples of the cross
Praying down
The minutes of life
Sounds of joyful bombs
Electrify the streets
Amplified lyrics
Climb the crescendo
Extravagant liquid
Swims the stomach of men
People on bent knees
Lift faces to the sky
Behold! the Holy hour is knocking
Awaiting the opening of the door
For the one
Whose sandals
Are greater than mine.
A fascinating poem, even though I did not understand it all, especially these lines: Extravagant liquid Swims the stomach of men
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Kim Barney for your comments. I appreciate. Extravagant liquid Swims the stomach of men The poet refers to men who have taken excess alcohol. In the spirit of the season, most men drink without caution and could lead to intoxication.