Rocking away in boats of music, teetering on rhythms
as they run out of control, bringing edges into the
center of life-giving essences.
Rotating silently as life continues it's journey with-
out me, leaving talent to create it's own pathways,
enduring through eternity as I fulfill my purpose in
this existence.
Taking strides, always walking toward literature.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem