I write poems almost daily now.
For me, that's why I was given life.
So I could drink this beverage-
in His Elysium fields with butterflies,
live my life beside daylilies and mayflies.
And dance and skate with dragonflies.
Sometimes, I can be (that unobtrusive)
there is music in the silence.
Before any lips are seen in verse,
or thoughts are formed or metered out.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem