heard a voice calling out to me,
Its echoes reverberated all around,
It cried out in agony,
So I scoured every place, but found no sound.
What caused this lament?
What could be the source?
Why eludes my intent?
I wished I were present there,
To lend an ear, to aid and care,
To bring light to despair.
I delved into introspection, rose to the top,
And then it became clear, without a stop,
The voice was mine, my inner self's plea,
Reaching out for help, to
set me free.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem