Looking ahead, lights shining into the darkness, illuminating
the landscape so everything can be seen in detail, shadows un-
able to keep anything hidden.
Listening to the atmosphere as it whispers into breezes that
calm and lighten the tension and stress of the day, believing
in the beauty that's seen in an interior environment.
A gentle, delicate and compassionate air of humanity that casts
itself into and onto portraits of life that are always hanging
on walls of this memory, taking wonderful pictures of a poet's
life while on earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem