To view the life of another
I left known lands around me;
And boarded a naïve canoe
to search the map-less sea.
There I lost my compass
and rights to speak or see;
And now I search for another
the remnants of the real me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
boarded a naïve canoe, this line makes the poem, great job....................