Aging into tomorrow, yet here my mind departs my being,
staying always young in place also.
Finding a certain beauty in the childhood of my youth,
never having let go of it, keeping it safely hidden
from life's difficulties so it could never be taken
from me.
A treasure always kept closer than any other thing in
life's pathway, a journey of love and emptiness, taking
me through so many dimensions of human subconsciousness.
Placing me in a time all alone - a solo journey practiced
daily and loving every minute of it's essence as it pulls
me into it's depths constantly.
An insightful poem with many thoughts to ponder over. This right has thrown light on your retrospective judgement of the person within you who faces her life very genuinely. A good write RoseAnn.
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I would like to translate this poem
Meaningful moments and memories are the materials of which life is made. Well done my friend!