Slow and steady, walking uphill in this saddened life,
being turned inside out by intense loss and emptiness.
Stretched beyond an inner endurance, wondering how in
the world I will ever make it through another day.
Yet, somehow my eyes are opened with each passing mom-
ent of an interior spirit.
Guiding, leading me towards a life beyond this world,
heart slowly beating, sacrificing self daily.
Surrendering to loss of love and it's misery, feeling
lost and alone, abandoned by myself intensely, seeing
nothing but an empty darkness shaking me from within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem