In all the ways we do,
the sharing, the caring and the loving,
Don't we always bounce back to the same frame?
Where we are alone, seeking recognition.
Isn't it not so normal
To reach out to someone in the best possible way,
and hoping in the heart of hearts...
Let's survive this moment more beautifully,
let's survive it with more love.
And still we move alone, in the forest of insecurities,
Always...
Only to bounce back again to the same frame-
again and again...
Realizing 'I am more me, with you! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem