Finding self, sketching a new me, in behaviors of interior
attitudes, changing so creatively and beautifully.
Sending self into depths of new love and climbing ivy walls
of knowledge in desires, wanting wisdom of the years to be
focused onto my mind.
Releasing long held beliefs and becoming a person who stands
on a new path, unable to find my way back to the old ones.
Nothing to be ashamed of or hide from, leveling the playing
field considerably, now in senior years.
Unfolding interior desires and letting them be explored and
met at last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful write expressing the liberty of mind with a taste of freedom and exploring them fevourably striding ahead.