I know from where I came
The beauty of my land
runs in my blood.
I know where I am
The kindness of a lovely place
Caress for my pain.
But I don't know
when freedom comes
where I will go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
comments from poetfreak: How interesting... You had me from the first verse and the change in the last intrigues... Beautiful! 7 Jun 2011 by robyn selters some questions haven't the answer, many of them is about Who knows? , tfs 7 Jun 2011 by Ata Ata I agree with Robyn..an intriguing write 7 Jun 2011 by Sandra Martyres only you will eventually know 7 Jun 2011 by carol | Reply You will go where your heart takes you, nice write Elena. 7 Jun 2011 by wendy thopliss Beautiful, fascinating, intriguing, concluding so hauntingly. 8 Jun 2011 by Jenny Gordon | lines..very well expressed..Love it! ! 11 Jun 2011 by Meggie Gultiano Yes, who knows? and perhaps not knowing is the best joy life could ever bring! 15 Aug 2011 by Heart Of Ink