Sauntering through arid desert sands of Arizona,
acknowledging the heat sweltering around me.
Looking skyward, seeing no clouds scattered above,
wondering where life has gone.
Hidden in underground mind shafts, ebony light,
glowing like blackened embers of midnight.
Steps of silent acquiescence, begin in time-allotted
slots of tomorrow.
Holding onto pages of yesterday as they climb over
and crawl under obstacles left in the way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem