Distant whispers silently floating on air currents and
wisps of wind all through life, staying true to spirits
of a poetical world interiorly.
Nothing to take this mere poet from sensitive attitudes
of a life being lived in beliefs of an unconditional
love that's stemmed like a dozen roses.
Growing between the two of us so quietly, touching our
hearts, bringing them together for life, giving and then
taking our hearts and souls into heaven when leaving this
temporary world on earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem