Being lost in a haze of life, wanting to just walk
out of it and into a beautiful sunset.
Loving the wonderful thoughts that come and warm
me as I listen to rhythms of peaceful solace.
Taking me to depths that I wish I didn't have to
return from.
Life being hardened, never softening even as years
of age accumulate around me.
(9: 52 a.m. - 1/15/14)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem