Singular tones coming into play, testing reserves, challenging their
balance of intellect, collecting information and data that continues
to be needed in energizing heart and spirit.
Listening to each and every moment as they repair their past with
new, see-through ideas, calmly noticing that anything can come be-
fore the utmost in lifetimes.
Taking us on excursions into the unknown, letting go of the beautiful
times, placing them all into lines of poetry, expanding every single
particle of knowledge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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