I wish I had a current passport
To enter your secret, untainted world:
Of exotic flowers & hexagrams;
Of love endlessly flowing & forgiving;
Of rosaries as delicate as snow.
But in any case, I'd never make it past
The border police that patrol your soul,
I guess they would refuse a leper like me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem