Blinded by the light of a train which carried such pleasure...
and pain.
There's a light by surprise I do see,
whose destination was me.
Was it fate which drove it?
Unknown.
My hearts truest passion shone.
Dare I board,
to be carried 'way,
to chance my hearts debt be paid?
Many questions.
Too much to ask.
To carry forth Masters task.
What of the rails where this train goes?
I cannot tell,
only fate knows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem