The mouth shut to food
I feed
Nose functions not
I lack not air
Fists clenched
I itch not
For battle future
Nature equips me
With tools
For the task onerous
In another Horizon
My first home
Home of peace
Of quiet and blackness
And of love
Deep down the dark
I lay in mama's sac
One in another
Two in love
A home of mystery
(Sunday 2nd November,1996)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In another horizon! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Edward thanks so much.