Facing pathways of our solo journeys we travel lightly,
having only ourselves to rely on until the very end.
Minds, hearts, souls, strengthened by challenges of
earthly trials as we wend our ways towards final
destinations.
Each our own journey - long or short - however they may
be formed from our conception in the womb.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem