Writing amidst confusion, relating self to a deep contemplation,
reaching entirely over my being.
Consoling my heart, touching my mind with whispers of heaven sent
straight to my soul.
Filling every atom with hopes to continue in directions towards
shores of tomorrow, awaiting my time to alight upon them in my
little rowboat of life.
Sustaining wisdom in the palms of my mind, taking care not to spill
a drop, because I'll need every particle to find my way home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem