I close the window on the world
Taking with me what I’ve kept from the day
In my mind, in my head, to relay to convey
What I’ve felt, what I’ve seen, every image of life’s
little tears. Some of joy, strange delights, unimaginable fears
Every touch I explore that spells out what I mean
Feeds the need even more to express where I’ve been
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
..........................................gentle poem !