We Are Scared of Nothing,
Yet we fear everything.
We open our mouths and scream
closing our eyes, hoping its a dream
Then all of a sudden we hear the sounds of raindrops falling,
then we hear the wind wisper, the voices, which are calling
The pictures of wisdom my eyes can see,
as i listen to the beautiful story he reads to me.
We stop being afraid of what we fear,
as the source of our nightmares start to become clear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome Nicola. Laters......Joshua