The heartfelt sound of a child's weep makes everyone more withdrawn.
Startled and awake from a gentle sleep, when nothing was ever wrong.
Amazed by a glow from a valley unknown, until my eyelids soon again fold.
His guiding light can send me to right, and heal,
...or so I am told.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice writing) keep it up