it is dark
outside and much
colder than
before
i am the only
one
in a room with
a single light
the blinds show
vertical lights
to the other
room
it is darker
tonight
and i am alone again
with a poem
in my head
and this i write
with a light heart
a steady light
in this dark sleepy
town
others already
slept
and must have
already dreamed
what i
still missed.
if you are a black
bird migrating
away from this cold
i am a speck
of light
in this deep
dark forest
of wilderness....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem