Rasping against this heart, a silent sadness is penetrating
and grabbing hold of my soul right now.
Reminding it that life is soulfully temporary and now must
contemplate it's demise in a future, bringing itself to mind
within this very moment.
Not letting go without knowing of it's sentimental journey,
that I must begin taking now, in readiness of a time that
will soon be ending in a lifetime of beginnings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem