i dreamt...
having left this body,
i stood in the netherlands,
waiting for what came next...
i heard a voice,
that made my soul tremble...
a voice that had eyes.
'are you here to judge me? ' i asked.
there was a great silence...
then these words cut through the dark:
'no, judge yourself! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem