Listening quietly to music playing my heartstrings with
talented musicians at the helm.
Taking me on excursions to neverland, beckoning me to
taste adventure and dare to become a part of something
larger than myself.
Forgiving nature, fostering whatever I locate within
nature and self.
Appearing over and again in dreams of a lifetime,
running away and always toward eternity's silent form,
shaping me constantly as I return again to imagination's
corner.
(11: 28 a.m. - 1/21/11)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem