Looking for a lonely hand,
That will my sadness hold,
Navigating in the fog,
Of loveless planets, cold,
Searching in the cratered Moon,
For poems young and old,
Searching for a kindred Soul,
A story yet untold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There you go grand Poetess! Speaking pure heart! God bless!