Fulfilling dreams of a musical essence, contributing to a hopeful plea for acceptance in corridors of life.
Always changing what will become of me, tones flit in and out, aligning, adjusting themselves to fit whatever mood I'm in.
Giving a beautiful aura, I succumb and become sublime while writing myself away in visions of yet to be thought of prayers for life.
Being assuaged by candlelight in the darkness of my being, I confidently disappear into a bluened light from heaven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem