I see the mountain far from reach,
I long to touch it,
feel the peace,
To walk there neath the bright blue sky,
Before these days shall pass me by.
My strength is failing,
Keep me strong,
This fading light,
is nearly gone,
I'm clinging on with every breath,
My feelings need a well earned rest.
Will i get the peace i need?
Life's an obstacle indeed.
Jayne Louise Davies
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I would like to translate this poem
As we grow old we run after a life of love and peace. Beautifully inked. Thanks.