Music waking this heart from a lonely environment that stays,
no one able to infringe upon it, because intellect focuses en-
tirely on its essence in order to continue to write poetry.
Leaving everything at the doorstep of another place in time,
calming mind warmly as this heart wiggles, finding a niche in
an inner desert where no one could ever disturb or take it away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem