Within the sight and insight of the unravel of compose of times and seasons. Awhile the inhale and hale inspire and inspire the attach of feelings and thoughts. Within the realms of the mind that activate and reactivate passion and affection. Of the trickle of words within the veins of life that life revolve upon its amaze and awe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem