An invisible prison, like a bird
in a narrow cage that is able to
see a small shaft of light and
freedom in the distance, but is
unable to venture out through the
open gate and leap on the back of
the wind and soar. When humanity
refutes the notion that life exists
only through a dust-covered window,
then will ye comprehend thy has the
key and no longer live in a self-
Imposed prison.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem