Rugged mountains
cannot hinder
the view beyond
caged thoughts -
treasured for
too many moons.
Beyond the range
there is a vision
grassing my mind.
Hope nourished by
friends touching...
The chilly breeze
will not melt
beneath my skin.
I know the warmth
of new dreams
beyond tomorrow...
This is nice....keep writing; you are good at it. thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
profound......................