Inimitable and worthy
Chiseled to be mine
Falling flawlessly into
The hollow of my throat
An emblem of my commencement
My contributions
My impending ambitions
Mirroring the adversity
Thrust upon us all
They embody our birth
Overlooked and forgotten
Mine a soft amethyst
Fashioned to a chained heart
Our Nativity Stones
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem