On a leaf of paper
On a sheet of canvass
She opted her will
Stamped it with inherent mars of her judgment
Cast it to the definition of the future she wanted
Painted it with the picture of the love she desired
A mere leaf of paper
A mere sheet of canvass-though
Yet in some way
It brought her comforting alleviation to know that
She is free.
13mar09
_mai_
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem