Living in a corner of today, noticing beauty from within
the darkness of a deep and heartfelt sorrow.
A never-ending dignity unfolding from this soul, being
portrayed in the mind of this mere poet, even as writing
is being done from a hospital room again.
Captive from within mind-melding pain, trying to ignore
it, all the while writing poetry to find a way of dealing
with the intensifying amount of pain in spite of medicine
being given.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem