IN A CANVAS LOCKED AWAY IN A VASE BUT I AM NOT AN ARTIST
I DID NOT PLANT ANY SEEDS BUT STILL I EXPECT TO HARVEST
I AM NOT A MODEL BUT A MODULE OF MY ATTEMPS
WHEN YOU LOOK OUT INTO THE WORLD AND YOUR THOUGHTS FEEL EXEMPT
BODY LIMP TIRED OUT
WHEN NO ONE HEARS YOU OUT
YOU WOULD RATHER DRENCH IN THE RAIN THAN TO SUFFER IN THE DROUGHT
HERE AND OUT NOW & THEN
I HAVE GAINED & LOSS SOME FRIENDS
IT SEEMS SOME SECRECTS JUST PASSES WITH THE WIND
THERE & THEN
THIS IS NOW
IF YOU TRUELY SEEK TO LOVE GOD WILL SHOW YOU HOW
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I would like to translate this poem
Courtney, I love this poem. The imagery is clear and I put myself there. I give you a 10.