I travel in darkness
Not knowing the destination
Time and space are relative, they say
But for me, all is constant
For hope and dreams have forged this heart
Impregnable, as steel, to vagaries past
Momentarily I stay, Eternally I travel
For soul and body are seamless now
Thus did I fashion my tireless conveyance
To trudge on, in this darkness
Of truth and morality
Hope and words, find no meaning now
As I dream on, into this darkness
Born of longings, long since past
I see the glimmer of light, calling out to me
Hidden in which is what I seek
But the flame dies, just as it was born
And I remain a wanderer
In this realm of hoary ends and memories dead
Thus shall I remain
Forever again......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem