I have a friend I have never met,
Our words appear on the Internet…
We both love to write poetry.
Our lives have a unique symmetry.
Often there is a mysterious similarity
Between our lives in a parallel reality.
As we each read the others rhymes
There is an echo of passing times.
We visit the same kinds of tribulation
And have the same oneness of jubilation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem