Relating facts to intellect, letting it accept or reject
them according to what it feels is right, tapping inner
resources with a gentle whisper of rhythm.
Touching an inner universe filled with purpose and know-
ledge, wondering, pondering, knowing that life is being
Nothing able to change it, tunnels being penetrated, a
quiet stillness reaching within my being totally, accept-
ing the inevitable, resigned to facts of life.
Stepping outside it's coffin and finding miracles in the
light, a fascinating and splendid vision, unending in this
Simplistic and filled with the innocence of a child that
continues into senior years, unaffected by aging or any-
thing else in life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem