Chasing dreams through life, not caring if I catch them
or not, because I have goals set that will be met no
matter what.
Watching tides in life change, recede and return, giving
it a consistency of white river rapids, nothing ever being
certain or for sure.
Living the beauty of an interior spirituality that gives
energy from within my soul and spirit, taking the essence
of life by it's being and transforming everything into
poetry from there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem