When I closed my eyes in silence
A new horizon opens
And I see myself crossing the boarder
From darkness to a zone unknown
Where I exist as light with freedom
That is what I really am though
Here I am a dark reflection
Of the same light
Moving like a lost ghost in a land
Where night rules forever
I am blessed that a path opened
For me to cross the boarder,
Whenever I wake up from sleep
And whisper my experience
Of ecsape for others to rise
They take me to be mad or a dreamer
The land of division is not the only truth
There is a state of nothingness
Where things exist as light
Beyond the boarder.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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