Having plans, wanting to do normal things in life and
finding physical limitations standing forever in the
way.
Casting aside effects of life and senior years, going
interiorly where life finds solace and peace in spite
of the physical entity going against it.
Musical rhythms casting out it's lines, reeling in the
pure innocence and serenity always found floating in
the rivers of life.
Alone, yet not lonely, as long as introspections,
concepts and perceptions can be found to be written into
poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem