Flowing slowly into a melody, taking me into farthest
avenues of misplaced harmony, looking for the beginning
of my inner solace, situated in the bottom of my heart
where it can't be seen or stolen.
It's in the environment that I have chosen just for it,
believing that it's for the better good, no matter what
anyone else seems to think.
An educated guess, returning in so many countless ways
throughout my life in small and creative ways.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem