Expressions of nighttime echoes,
reverberating through eternity.
Calling friends into the beauty
of dreams, sending minuets into
waltzes of talented episodes of
enduring prayers.
Prayed for through the years of
our lifetimes.
Asking for nothing in return,
only that the truth be spoken no
matter what the issue seen on
future horizons.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem