I held the whole world in my hands,
And fleeting felt its power so,
But I did not yet understand
That to keep it I must let it go.
(January 2nd,2001)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
short and nice poem.. :) what i know is that the world is not for me, i'm for the world... and so is everybody... thats how one keeps him/herself different and unique...