darker skies weep
in woods where we go
the path unclear unchosen
our fate determined
by the hands of time
bravely we walk
wandering a long way
deep into the unknown
the future must come
the past must go
deep woods
where danger lurks
blending in with the darkness
stillness and silence
our ears alert
to their whispering voices
the woods are bigger
than first thought
out of the woods
now seems so far to go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The future must come and into the unknown we must walk......lovely poem. Always so good to read you.