Everyone I knew is gone
The birds have flown away
Toward some secret place they know.
Leaving me alone to gaze
At the vacant trees
As a spirit wind blows through their limbs
But there’s a stillness
In my heart,
For all my friends are gone
I wait alone for the messenger
To come to me some night
And say to me with steady words
“It’s now time for you to go.”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem