lost in the woods
i enter a world
full of glistening water
and tall great oak trees
rabbits hopping
foxes gallantly walking
proud stags grazing
frail deers running
but
in reality
i am all alone
lost in the woods
with no where to go
no one with me
the wind gently whispers
the trees rustle softly
when i go out
there will be no one there
and here i am
in two different worlds
a fantasy dream
a lonely reality
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem