Sequestered deeply within a solitary space of musical time,
sitting upon it's chords and tones related to life, search-
ing, delving deeply into a solitary confinement.
Seeking for that which is missing from this temporary life,
expressions of wants, needs and desires awaiting their own
fruition.
Never knowing if they will in fact be fulfilled or not, mind
finding fascinating ways in which to gather enlightenment
like shells on the shore.
Placing each of them into collections of poetry and eventually
into volumes of books with a meaning all their own to be shared
the world over.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem