Careless dreams, cavorting their ways along lanes of
happiness, pulling joy into a beautiful existence.
Tantalizing scents of heaven, regaling them with halos
of purity, testing their strength and fortitude for
the days to come, when I can no longer hold my heart
with life's breath and being.
Solidly standing by with bated breath, holding my soul
in high esteem, proud that it is an integral part and
particle of me - who I am.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem