Once a little star,
Was exercising balance on top of the stratosphere.
"Oh! I'm so small and vulnerable,
How could I ever hang safely in this vast sky? "
"The other stars have taught me survival tricks
But none worked, I'll be falling soon! "
"I'm clouded in clusters of thoughts and
I got folded in dead skin! "
Instantly a voice resonated in the azure,
It said:
"Miraculous flower blooming in glitter at night,
It's quite a privilege to be a luminous meander!
Stand boldly naked in neutrality,
That's what balance means."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem