Hurtful words tossed at you like sharp shards of ice
The wind of fate tosses you in to situations and scenes unimaginable
Though you may think your sore wounds will lead you to your death
They will heal
With kind words from friends and family
Hold them close
They’ll be like an shield or a guardian to you
Lift your head up against the wind
Block the evil shards of ice
Stand staunch against all who dare defy you
Rise above the horizon
Like the western rising sun
Break all clouds that block your way
I say this to all
Lovers, friends, future coming warriors
Fight
Until you shall set into the heavens...
I did enjoy these words - and your biography. Very imaginative.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is strong. You can just tell by reading it. It's lovely.