Late into the night,
the characters become real
And the words that I've written
cement and congeal
Late into the night,
they take over my soul
My reality transformed,
—my emptiness whole
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September,2016)
I love the vastness of this theempty spaces not filled the lonliness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice. Creates a strong pull to resonate with truth. Thanks for sharing.