Patchwork quilts form in my mind, creating memories to
last a lifetime.
Symbols of heaven exist within, waiting their chances
to begin anew.
Casting about for beautiful adjectives to describe what
is being seen from within, forming something out of
nothing right in front of my eyes.
Visions blending and stirring images in synch with what
is being thought of in juxtapositional facets as I write
along in time with musical beats of poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem