Wonder carrying life into a natural environment, heart beating to the rhythms of an innate talent, breaking through barriers of life at times.
Pushing aside all remarks and comments of those who are jealous and taking chances to abuse and demean others, but fooling only themselves.
A tirade having fallen on deaf ears, another day being alone, refreshed and hiding in shadows of tomorrow, striking out daily on its own, a poetical attitude spending itself in musical rhythms only to write poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem