It seems we find this passage
Is much harder than it seemed,
When sitting in our sheltered homes,
Behind our sheltered dreams,
Of safety,
And comfort,
Some piece of mind…
Now venturing out into the world to find,
A false path waiting that’s winding its way
From the harboring shelter where we thought we could stay…
Safe from the damaging light of the day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem