Fearing the darkness, hiding, what do I do?
You walk the path, searching the light..
Owning the burden, carrying it..
You build inch by inch, fortifying..
Strengthening your resolve..
And you won't be scared anymore..
Holding your silver lining..
So I walked in the dead night with a baton of hope..
Fearless, summoning the courage..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem