Silently being enticed by memories of love, death
and dying that I've experienced in this human life
of frailty.
An inner story being filmed upon screens of a photo-
graphic memory, held within, every detail of life en-
folded on screens of bittersweet thoughts and memories.
Everything that has been taken from me through loss
and death still exists here within my mind, having
a photographic memory.
A beautiful gift given to me by God, existing in
pictures and images of my mind, an everlasting trib-
ute written into poetry for my Lord.
This mere poet finding pathways to enter other people's
lives and minds, hoping to establish a world-wide con-
nection to bring about peace in this world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem