You are now
Facing against
The bright sun
With a proud
And gorgeous look,
Lost in deep thought
And restless sometimes.
The jasmine can
Creeps and curl
The tree it selects
But you are free
To stand alone
And love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A powerful write. Very inspiring. Liked the penultimate stanza.