Feelings of loneliness touching my heart within sentiments
of a song's rhythm.
Calling forth the tears being held within and filling this
heart with the loss of yesterday, tenderly and gently tasting
salted teardrops as they fall into my memory.
Lifting my soul into a space of interior sadness, coupling
it with intellect and it's basic understanding of grief
and the fortitude to withstand it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem