the stars upon my ceiling
must know how I am feeling
I need a sign to show the way for me
outside the sky is dark
and soon I must embark
I only pray that darkness sets me free
I hear a night bird call
where shadows gently fall
and it will soon reveal all I implore
the harbinger of night
will set all things aright
and lead me to that peaceful silent shore
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem