we have learned to be alone
savor the grace of solitude
silent as the moon rising and dawning
untangling the shadows from the twigs
we have learned to unlearn what others
usually do in similar situations
we have learned to forget
and then continue forgiving
we left jealousy on the hedge
to slide and fall with the sledge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem