Carrying a heavy load of past sorrow and abandonment,
always smiling while crying deeply within.
This soul swims in tides of inner oceans filled with
salted tears of my heart.
So tired, yet filled with an energy of peaceful solace
and serenity.
Taking exposures of images quietly into photographic
memories.
Leaving them across many pages filled with poetry of
interior ages.
Silently walking across forest paths, living in nature,
becoming one and falling into it's rhythm so soothingly
and calm.
Reality trying to strike down infectious happiness that
will not be struck down as long as I shall live on earth.
Letting spirits soar constantly and incessantly until
that very moment of death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem