Forgetting pitfalls of this life, moving forward without
looking back over the past, knowing that it would be for
naught anyway.
There's nothing to be done about things that happened so
long ago, realizing interiorly that life must continue on
a new horizon standing just beyond tomorrow.
Aiming for it's sunrise at the edge of a destiny that has
almost been finished on earth, leaving traces of tears for
others.
Following them in and through poetry already written and
placed in the tomb of a future remembered life of once upon
a time, finding markers of a past existence in the poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem