I am worthy of life,
I am worthy of love,
I am worthy of respect,
I am worthy of my Creator,
I am worthy as a lone bird.
Always on the run like kite,
Alone like a shadow,
In the day and in the night;
On the earth and on the sea;
Like stars and the storms.
Out in the dark, I flutter and hover,
Out in the gloom, I swing and batter,
Out in the tempest, I sing and dance,
Out in a pit, I swim and batter,
Out in the fog, I battle and breathe.
Once, in this deep and dark world;
Beyond the reach of hand and might,
I am lost and gone like waves in the sea;
In this mighty tide, I have to plunge;
I crumble and lost forever to resurrect again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem