An aurora in the sky
All the things we hide
Your journal left behind
A new chapter
Reborn
Potential recognized
Unlike before
Wings grow
Metamorphosis
The Eclipse
A Shadow
A Silhouette
of what you
Never knew
Was there
So unaware
of Yourself
But you must
Start within
In order
To love again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A brave and honest declaration to begin again. Often the hardest first step.