A few of my poems translated to English.
There's nothing more beautiful
Great cushions of velvet
so full of life
The master of smooth symmetry
has sewn them together without a seam
They are warm of life
they foam of speed
after moving like they are meant to move
eternity as their rythm,
more perfectly than anything in this world
that has ever been born or built
Traveler
My treasure is lost
My harbor I have to leave
My bearer has grown away from me
and I have no map
I find myself
a rather tired, defenceless explorer
Song of praise
Between the green deeps,
over the stone mounds
ever closer to the home of my soul
You will take me, my little friend
lift with your origin strength
carry with your stark spirit
to the grass and blooming trees
your hooves of rock
your mighty muscles
they know which way to go
As you maybe noticed, the first and the last poems tell about horses. I wrote the first one when I was watching a galloping horse and Song of praise describes some feelings I have about horses and riding. I tried to express how important they are in my life, so the journey in the poem symbolises life.
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