Talking rhythms taking this mind, heart and intellect
deeply into an intensity of an inner purpose as our
thoughts gel and coagulate inside.
A wonderful partition of the brain, watching as a
mischievous smile crosses the lips of one who teases,
yet admires from afar.
Throughout the years, containing blessings of God from
above while focusing upon others in life, reiterating
the progress having been made.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem