Walking in the chilling wind
Pondering everything
You turn in circles
And wonder where to begin
With your body numbing
And fragile heart throbbing
You continue on your reckless way
Fighting the sting of tears
Early it begins to rain
No point now in turning back
Water streams down your face
And disguises all those fears
Swirling wind down every street
You turn into the ally
In the safest place, it is so dark
It is your sanctuary
10-20-7
sanctuary, shelter peace home nest you've got it right, Chelsea, you've got it right. a restful poem from the heart on the road to sanctuary
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'it is so dark, it is your sanctuary'. beautiful and creative idea. well done!