I see the entrance
I see the door
I see the way
Make this no more
The simple thread
Of my weaving life
The simple answer
To all this strife
And so I find
A little path
I scan the crossroads
I dare to pass
I find my key
My little hole
And there I start
To heal my soul
The words begin
To work their way
Back to where
They once would stay
I start to feel
A solemn truth
A simple wish
An honest proof
My locked mind
Begins to open
I start to see
What I imagine
I look around
And I see myself
In the mirrors
On my shelf
I see a smile
A sparkling glint
Blunt and Bold
Like a flint
I sit and marvel
At my success
I have won
I did no less
My task is done
I have broken
The bitter cage
Of eternity
I am a bird
Set free at last
My lifes trials
Are now in the past
I breathe out
A long sigh
And then I sit
And begin to cry
Tears of happiness
Fill my face
As I realize
I have made my escape
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
‘I find my key My little hole And there I start To heal my soul’ ~ excellent vibe…truly emotive…Wahoo … Tears of happiness Fill my face As I realize I have made my escape ~ Into within own self …the great leap…to be own’s own… thanks for sharing … Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10