Can you hear the sound of the night hawk calling
 he reminds me to catch
 myself when I'm falling
 Can you hear the hoot of the owl
 his song fills the lonely night
 teaching spirits to take flight
 can you hear the sound of the tree frog croaking 
he knows when I am choking
 all the sounds of nature sing to me
 reminding me there is no where to run
 no where to hide
 from the pain inside
 never can I flee
 when I am where I want to be
 and still I am alone
 I give my all
 and this time in life
 its returned to me
 filling me with love
 but there is still that little part in me
 who I hide away on a lonely night
 she is my tears, 
 my sadness and fears
 locking her away in a place in my heart
 she remains in waiting
 for her time to call
 sometimes without warning
 she slips into sight
 especially on those long lonely nights
 surrounded by love
 and still the shadow lurks above                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem