Willful anticipation, carrying me forward, holding onto stubborness like a life saver in details of death.
Living in turmoil, yet feeling the peacefulness of God within.
Visions making their way forward onto inner photographic screens, giving me concentrated endeavors of prose.
Lifting my soul up into outer realms of heaven, taking me on inner journeys of serenity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem