Whenever I hold onto memories, tears glisten joyfully,
touching heart and soul gently poetical.
Feelings peace-filled interiorly, unafraid of wandering
this universe alone.
Wanting to be a part of natural wonder, freely giving
self in this endeavor, always traveling beyond this
inner dimension, skirting edges beyond any mortal being
or place.
Never landing for long in any particular place, folding
spaciously inside a rose of natural delight.
Soaring with effervescent glory towards the ends of
time, always on a wing and prayer.
Escaping the land of boring desire, alighting in the
farthest reaches of imagination's frivolous and
intense borders.
Exchanging one touch of feeling for an infinite
amount in store.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem