Rushing through the desert, seeing it's vast and arid atmosphere,
feeling it's total isolation and bereaved heart at being so lost
and forlorn.
So like those who have been taken through a wilderness after death
after taking those we loved with all our heart, leaving us empty,
forsaken, abandoned.
At a loss for the rest of our lives until we too are brought to
the other side of life, being reunited with our loved ones and
happy forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem