Looking interiorly, trying to find an inner strength to
carry me through the last years of my life in peace and
serenity.
Nothing keeping or holding me from touching the bluened
atmosphere of my soul, tender, caring, compassionate and
loving.
Living in a world of poetical beauty all my own, a space
no one else can ever occupy, innate gifts are from God
to me only to be used until my dying day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem