Go, go away, away from me.
I possess none of what you seek
though I wish I did.
I wish I could find a fire lit within me,
a beacon to guide your weary ship.
I so long to be an isle fruitful in love.
Alas my shores are desolate, no desire awaits you here.
So unto you I say go, go softly into the heart of another.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great work....love: '.....go softly into the heart of another.'