The world is unfolded beneath me,
I can see everything.
The path ahead is calling,
it's waiting for me to grasp my future.
I pause and look around.
This is the conclusion to my story.
I'm scared to let go of my past,
but there is nothing for me there.
I finally gather my courage and say goodbye.
Goodbye to the world I knew,
the person I was.
I let go, and am no more.
(July 2003)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem