I'm just a passenger in this world
i don't know where I'm going
i don't know from where i begun to walk
there is no people in my way
no trees, no birds, no signs
only the silence that i can hear and see
my way is too narrow and endless, i know
i have no chapels, no cloths
only i have a soul
i have a mirror with me so
i can see my past without turning back
now i realize, I'm alone in my way
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem, all of which I have also felt.