Endless sky, 
looming trees, 
Never ending. 
they seem to go on forever, 
what am i to find in this endless forest, 
in this endless nothingness. 
i am lost, 
i do not know where i am suppose to go, 
what am i suppose to do. 
Where do i stand? 
the light is fading, 
the sky turning red. 
it is sunset, 
thought i cannot see the sun, 
i know. 
all i can see is trees, 
beautiful, majestice trees, 
standing ever tall. 
mayhap i shall stay here, 
til the end of time, 
in this endless forest.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    