Living a life of extremes through loss, loneliness
and abandonment, then joy and happiness, never know-
ing which will appear and touch your life.
Always praying, hoping that goodness will once again
fill our days with a special vibration of musical
interludes that will keep us going.
Never letting us be left in a puddle of remorse, feel-
ing lost and alone, looking forward to that sunny day,
hoping it will come before a final sunsetical horizon
shows up to lead this mere poet into heaven at last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem