Waking from a heavenly dream of tomorrow, feeling its purpose touching this mind within spheres of photographic memories being constantly stored and cherished together.
Tears welling up at times when saddened memories of loss and grief step out into the open atmosphere, challenging our hearts and minds to the utmost.
Sincere, yet sorrowful, feeling abandoned, an intense loneli-
ness building a gel-like wall around emotions and deep feelings, capturing our beings.
Being in the throes of what we think of as dying, because the loss of losing our loved ones causes our entire beings to go in reverse, numb to the world, even though there is
more yet to come in our lives.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem