To be available 
for  no one to answer to
except god
Share not a moment of discovery 
nor delight nor pain
Comfort quietly resting 
With the invisible 
perhaps to fill up time 
Actively seeking a fantasy of 
partnership that no one can fill
For perfection exists only in the 
mind where emptiness is the friend 
Where friends cannot abide
a soul embarked upon freedom
Jealousy hatred envy all partake
in the fear of freedom
Not recognizing that it also 
included loneliness deep 
foreboding giving way to a lie
in the heart portraying serenity                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem