Playing keys of ivory as they appear in this mind, touching and opening up life to its purpose, ending and beginning in every measure of writing and composing music.
Flowing like lava through mind and intellect, bringing so much joy and happiness into this gentle and delicate heart that has borne so much pain and heartache already in life.
Hoping and praying that no more will make this poet sacrifice in life, touching and soaring forever in the tapestry of this earthly life of wonder and promise, needing to continue on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem