Only time will tell the tale that breathes. The yarn that weaves the story.i give thanks to all that is north and south. I look. To the east where destiny awaits. I look to the west where fate awaits. I move one step and I freeze in place. I move another step and I travel forward. I will always lie in the sanctity of myself. For my story unravels. Unveils. And continues. Thus is the ever changing journey. <3
Namaste'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem