Torn away from my roots,
Hanging between what was and what can be,
I have completely forgotten what is.
Shall i dare to dream,
Only to find that it is as illusive as a mirage.
Shall i dare to move forward,
Only to find that i am hanging on a thin air.
Undecided, i let myself yield to the flow of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem