Mind lost, 
in a maze.
There is no way
out.
Eyes like an owl, 
Ears listening
Trying to find
the way out
Don't know what
'out will be'
a sign? 
a symbol? 
But don't know why
I'm suffering like this
Following myself, 
my heart, 
and
my conscience
hoping for a way
out                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
What a lovely piece this is,10+ regards Tom