I burned it down,
I burned it all,
the house the trees the forest and the seas,
my memories flicker and fade as the embers burn to black and grey.
The world I knew smoulders from view as flames engulf and renew.
When there was nothing else to burn I set myself on fire
and from the ashes and the flames these bones will rise and rise again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem