Staccatoely stepping into rhythms of my mind, marching
in time with tempos of another day from the past.
An intense and straight forward balance, taking the
life of my spirit, giving it a lasting forgiveness
and peace to my soul.
Increasing solace to the nth degree in another dimension
beyond intellect.
Watching and letting it absorb imagination, a longing
being saturated with feelings of self-esteem, turning
my mind towards the future in a lightening strike of
tremendous power and concentration.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem