Gently swaying in melodies of peace and serenity, allowing
music to gather feelings and emotions, presenting them as
bouquets to this mind.
Using each one as a reminder of the purity and innocence
of this mere poet as life takes possession of everything
that fills this being with extraordinary strength.
An interior power through a faithful hope that never seems
to die, only increase the more poetry is written to express
how mysteries can be attained by anyone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem