In the midst of the air,
In a graceful manner
my soul is hanging in the sky
like a lantern on the pole,
swinging here and there
searching for a certainty
to live for eternity
with humble and peaceful.
In a kind of humanity
to be able to help others
who are in distress and depress.
wanted to be a role model
in good and kindness.
struggling with self
to come out of certain bonds
trying hard to be a helping hand
in what ever way I can
my soul is sacred, my heart is pure.
but my body is filled with little lethargy
which has to be cured.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem