I am frozen
staring into the fire
waiting for the future
to unwravel before my eyes
a shooting star
up in the sky
the moon
a spotlight
bright and full
the fire burns down
just to coals
like my life
the fire is gone
there is nothing left
just a spark
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
but it is thousands of volts nice glimpses,10+