How do I awake from a dream I'm not in,
Alone with myself seeking a friend.
My friend is there who can barely be heard,
Whispering softly, confidently about the 'spoken word'.
The word expands like a germinating seed,
Waiting to be heard to fulfill my need.
The need I have torments my soul,
Many times I'v tried - never reached my goal.
My goal is there before your eyes,
Seeking fulfillment to my surprise.
Fulfillment is reached as I serve mankind,
Selfless I give leaving 'my' world behind.
Awaken I'v become to the blessings of life,
Serving mankind to lessen its strife.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So beautiful! Made me take a deep breath!