Interiorly feeling at peace, enjoying its freedom
immensely, loving how great it feels while writing
poetry incessantly.
Growing inside of this innate knowledge and wisdom,
finding beauty and wonder in depths of solitude, a
silent portrait of living while writing alone.
Never feeling loneliness except when thinking of
God and how I was brought back to life when wanting
to stay with Him forevermore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem