Waiting in a total solace of sorrow as tears fall interiorly
into a space of abandonment and loneliness, never arguing
with the truth of sadness.
It's all-consuming and total, giving no restraints when feel-
ings and emotions rear their complicit tenderness and heart-
ache
Giving no quarters, wandering plains of interior deserts of
grief alone and devastated throughout the years of this life
on earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem