Charging into brigades of nighttime shadows full force,
breaking into song from melodies of the past.
Yearning for tomorrow to repeat itself in time, praying
to never lose sight of any moment sent into my life.
Appreciating quality of faith and carrying it in pockets
of my heart for anticipated future dilemmas needed to be
faced alone on journeys across heaven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem