Turning the world around, spinning on end throughout
this present moment.
Finding love, holding it preciously in hands, cupped
previously with sorrow.
Handling moments of beauty and wonder carefully, so
as not to lose out on any fragment of it.
Breaking shards of hesitant thought, bringing about
a creative heartfelt love, held tenderly throughout
life's unending hold on the two of us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem