In the land of tomorrow,
there I see my future
to be here with me
until the end of time.
Its touch, I remember
the sun itself turns jealous
knowing that it will smile shine brightly
knowing it will hide behind the clouds.
The drops of coldness
appears like a wet air.
The feeling of excitement
appears like its the end.
It stares at me and formed me
like an angel beneath my feet.
I hurdled and run and yet
and still nothing is to be found.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Joana, such a heartfelt write you have penned....10++++