Passing on this way
I opened the doors
And windows
And saw so many things
With you O my dear.
That I have forgotten
That I am Your part
And parcel with
Bursting shadows
And heard so many sounds
In the space provided.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So lovely to return and read you gajanan. Your writings give great Peace. I have missed them. Harriet