so many entrances
fear takes me
round and round
Many years back after watching Niah Caves' paintings and natives collecting bird nests, I was nearly Igot lost in the caves. Suddenly every opening seemed to be the way out. I was walking round and round until perhaps God showed me the right way. Niah Caves is also the venue where archeologists found human remains dating back 50,000 years.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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