Nightwalk to the sanctuary of my soul
Hearken to the wispers of remembrances
I see into back the lychnos of expectation
I leave the darkness, I return
I go to the light
The’ re bottomless unexplored the limits
And the memories will bleed
I return to the aged horizons of life
To throw the petals of my blossoms
To the aspects of the existance world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem