Sacred silence filling the moments of life as it stands
still.
Overwhelming peace, serenity, totally, infinitely, quiet
in every respect.
Inner sweetness tantalized by the aroma of life in it's
natural state, full of wonderful desire.
Growing into perfection with daily measures, succumbing
to the pleasures brought into being.
Forward, ever pulsating with the reverent style of choice,
scanning the horizon, playing on it's shores, awaiting
destiny to do it's share of relevant work.
Cornering fate with incessant piety, not letting anyone
rest or bask in glory until his or her special time,
special moment in the future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem