Not afraid
I had no illusion
Along with confusion
I was sure
You will make my return secured
I knew
As known by few
You will spread your wing
And happily sing
I gave my backing
And kept no staking
As it was not give and take
It was pure, divine and not fake
I shall do it again
Even causes pain
I want to flow along with water
And stay calm as river
I am not afraid
As laid
In safest hands
To be called in waiting end
I am not afraid As laid In safest hands To be called in waiting end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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