Hooves beating on long mountain trails leading one
into ravines and canyons of a silence that carries
memories upon floating clouds above.
Moving rapidly onto desert plains and into another
sunset that captures mind and heart in the folds of
a lonesome yesterday.
Featuring the wild and untamed poet as life continues
to ride into another place far from this moment, need-
ing to get the peace of another landscape.
Painting a portrait of what could have been back in
the day, no longer wanting to be there now though, for
there's little time left to reminisce.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem is deep and truly exquisite. Thanks for sharing.