I shall hide myself away
Like the lowly moorhen,
That dwells amongst the reeds
Upon the riverbank.
And there I shall remain
Within those fleeting shadows,
Where no one shall see me
Until it is my time to shine.
And if my time should never come,
I shall die amongst the reeds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it's like to be immure our heart within our heart itself: : : : great penning! ! !