Joining hands with reality and imagination on interior screens
photographically, totally serene in depths of memories that have
been collected and saved throughout the years.
Filling this poetical lifetime, so tender and delicate many of
them are, fragile yet strengthened from the many years of being
remembered.
A lifelong story of a life being lived, not quite yet done,
writing to music, finding depths not as yet touched through
writing, but will be before this life is lying on it's last
sunsetical shore beyond earth's horizon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem