ALL THE THINGS WHICH I WOULD BE
All the things which I would be
And am not
Fade into my eyes
The Distance calls me
But how can I know
How far the distance is
From my fear of homelessness?
Others may roam the earth wildly
But I am a quiet soul
Always seeking a deeper stillness
In which I can dream.
Let me know the longings of other eyes and hearts
But be as I am
Quiet and still and happy and at peace
As my mother was
So surely beside me
Through all my long childhood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Shalom this is very beautiful and peaceful. I don't like to roam either. I am the one in my family who is different. (smile)