I'm afraid of the truth, yet the truth is what I seek
I'm a beautiful lie, yet the only truth I see
'Tis the least that I can know, and it's all there is
Let the rivers become oceans, yet water is what they keep
The more I seek you, the more I fall in love
The earth turns into the sky and gives me wings of a dove
Like a wall, I lean against myself, completely at your peace
A traveller seldom finds the one, whom he travels to meet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really a poignant piece of poetry well conceived and nicely brought forth in persuasive poetic expressions with conviction. An insightful work of art. Thanks for sharing, Sam.