Watching the flight of quickened lights,
pulsating in the black of night.
Trailing across vast horizons, leaving
their marks in the memories of mind's
eyes.
Bathing in their quiet glow, forgetting
for a while, the pain of living.
Reaching down inside an interior universe,
releasing my soul, freeing my existence
from the clutches of barren lifestyles.
Wanting to forever let go, so I may become
one with my eternal universe.
The soul of one within, apparent only to
the one I'm with.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem