A person standing alone, afraid to venture far from
her mind's heart, lest she be hurt in the action of it.
So intent on being perfect, gliding along without
entering in on conversations or particular events.
Sololy fixated on an interior self, never getting
close to another in her life.
Dying mysteriously in a heavenly space of her soul,
taking all intellect and hiding it away.
Sparsely spreading it about her ego - just enough to
keep her going through life's circumstances and trials,
always alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem