Energetic peaceful rhythms sending me into a dither
of melody.
Taking it in stride as I step into the center of an illuminated poem, lit by firelight and candlelight
of a blessed home, inspiring me all the days of my
life.
Perceptions of a past come sliding into view and
giving me an extra-special reason for continuing on
the pathway that I now travel alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah, The Lonely Life, title of Bette Davis's autobiography. Her life would of been meaningless without films Our lives are meaningless without Poetry, at least we have that and it CANT be taxed, it's OURS all ours, for better or for worse. Beautifully and touchingly written as usual, An Iluminating Poem, does just that. Thank you