Lanterns of light filtering through the darkness,
illuminating reflections and memories throughout
the years.
Melodies softly and gently playing out loud, all
feelings that have been kept hidden interiorly,
touching the very heartstrings of memories.
Thoughts that have accumulated in life, reverbera-
ting with energetic rhythms and tones that gather
their tresses up and down.
Measures of music being listened to as melodies re-
main consistent and incessant, never tiring of hear-
ing their delectable and invigorating sounds, seeing
their colors exploding into succulent aromas, tasting
them with an innate ingenuity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem