Tried to soar into the skies on my own today
found myself wanting for I crashed and burnt
thought that I could take on the stars myself
He gently whispered that it takes two
But if I am not meant to fly,
why do I feel the wind beneath my wings?
then it dawned upon me that,
I have been sailing across the moon,
all the while now
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem