Singing in rain storms of life, recalling days of
happiness sublime, reliving times nearly forgotten
in cells of a mind.
Opening doors to enlightened horizons, reading
writing stretched upon walls of imagination.
Foretelling of an inexhaustible existence bearing
witness to behaviors in attendance.
Many happy moments kept in believing stances of
life for shortened spans of time, before eternity
comes upon us unexpectedly.
(10: 43 a.m. - 12/03/08)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem