Walking along edges of rhythms, taking in their exquisite beauty, allowing them to caress and hold our attention as our minds follow suit, giving images a place in our heart, soul and mind, placating music running through our spirits as we take in rhythms being gathered through intellect.
Nature comforting our hearts as we continue walking, somehow knowing that we need a reprieve from many moments of heartbreak as we continue to live in spite of all the feelings and emotions that have filled our lives up to now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem