Rising every morning to the silence of the sun coming up over
the horizon, enlightening the world with it's astute beauty,
watching as it illuminates everything.
Seeking out whatever's hidden in corners of everyone's life,
sparks of essence explode and mingle in the aftermath of
particular aspects being made known.
Light carving images upon this earth, invisible to the naked
eye, yet they are indelibly etched within this poet's mind
and intellect.
Preserved forever on interior photographic screens, always
kept treasured for the moments that I have yet to live on this
earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sun comes up slowly rising every morning here. Watching this illuminates everything. We feel light craving images on Earth. Every moment is treasured here. Very beautiful poem is shared here.10