Choices made from reasonable thought and logic, manifest
ideas in many auras of beauty.
Writing and existing on another plain, loving the great
difference it makes in life.
Mending a broken heart, tending to wounds of the soul,
through intellect and imagination as I write to rhythms
of spiritual healing.
So soothing, a salve to this being of sorrow and loneli-
ness throughout life and along grief's pathway where many
times, I became lost in the mire of abandonment.
A lost soul, being found through an interior sphere and
writing poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem