I Am a Wetland

I am a wetland , To the lotus and fish, and dreams. But my bridle from iron and My horse from wood. , Twenty centuries in my blood, Full of amok ,fire and war . O my sorrow heart, The lashes hurt and the silence They rushed your death. , I thought your shield from iron, So I left, the arrows of treachery, Pleasure of aiming. Oh my heart's delusions .. How can you run over the flames? , You were a land of joy You were a bird dances on The top of mountains. , Ah what a stone that hit my heart I became a land of oppression, I became a land of sorrow. , Tell me O God .. Who will bring back to me, the smell of lotus And dreams?