When I was disappointed
The door of my heart was locked
I was off to find my lost key
No matter where it could be
It was gloom and me alone
I was lost neath the lonely moon
Going to somewhere I didn’t know
Counting my steps
Remembering my dreams
The wind was blowing
My tears were flowing
And the wind carried them
May be to my destination
I was disappointed
My hands were shaky
My feet were numb
My eyes were weepy
And my heart was beating
But I was disappointed
Suddenly a light
From the bottom of my heart
Called me loudly
I closed my eyes
And I saw that the key was in the lock
But I was looking for the key somewhere else
While it was in my heart
When I opened the door
I wasn’t disappointed anymore
And the wind held my hand
Took me to my destination
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem