It is a foggy dark night
A window on high shines out a little light
capturing the soul of forest inside
The castle prison spreads lament
building in the midst of forest
Forest has fallen fast asleep
in the charm of two colors' mist,
black haze in the backside
front has covered by white fog
The walls are thick and raised high
Nobody makes bold to upraise
Two gates are kept by two guards
memory with all eyes in the longing fog
watching at the back side
the future in the mist of desire
guarding over the front
Flying is the sole way to get in
releasing the present
from castle prison of time
in the foggy forest of life
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I would like to translate this poem
Dark night! ! But still with hope. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.