Silent, quiet, just listening to music, filling
hours of life with the passion and essence of life.
Sunlight shining upon me, even in nighttime hours,
because it flows from imagination, filling me with
a pleasure that I crave in this life.
Thinking and pondering vast thoughts of life and
where it lives beyond my own little world, a total
and huge universe spread before me.
Waiting for answers to be found within spirituality
of my soul, touching edges of the Divine, being blinded
by His goodness and mercy on a continual basis.
Bluest atmosphere of spirituality only found within
this mere poet through poetry, music and an innate and
sublime intellect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem