What...
If i am isolated
Isolated from the world outside
trying to create a new horizon.
What...
If i anticipate the exterior
as indispensable part of the cosmos
and the soul as my own...
damned in isolation!
I astound myself with the
intrepidity if my soul
sometimes i am thrown to hell........
I know such a day will come
with sunrise on the heath
the soul will be known by the almighty
as deserver of his/her faith
Let the world drag my life out of my hand
i wish to acquire myself
at the horizon in the end...
Well written leaving the reader spell bound. I really admire your way of writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I astound myself with the intrepidity if my soul sometimes i am thrown to........acquiring oneself at the horizon at the end........ determination....... thank you very mu ch for this poem. you have a poetic mind..... thank you. tony