Mind lost,
in a maze.
There is no way
out.
Eyes like an owl,
Ears listening
Trying to find
the way out
Don't know what
'out will be'
a sign?
a symbol?
But don't know why
I'm suffering like this
Following myself,
my heart,
and
my conscience
hoping for a way
out
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a lovely piece this is,10+ regards Tom