I'm going to roll out drum rolls,
in your heart tonight.
It's going to feel like thunder-
without any respite.
It's going to feel like-snowfall
drifting over your soul,
it's going to feel like glaziers melt-
water out of control.
'Love, we're headed to a supernova? '
The world is richly-stunning
but never as much as right now,
(As the drums roll and prayer wheels ding!)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem