Tempos changing, rearranging their stances in the atmosphere,
wanting to be held in the beauty of an interior waterfall,
feeling the exorbitant types of love and caring.
Bringing the energy of music into an enlightening breeze as
morning is breaking, captivating the senses of others as they
pass by.
Holding onto the longings, desires and passion that want free
rein in this lifetime, going against everything that evil wants
to spread around.
Yet goodness will never allow it to take over our world, for
there's no exception to being good, kind and thoroughly free
of evil.
An evil that keeps insisting on trying to destroy this world of
ours, but we're keeping it at bay using all the greatness that
presides over our souls as a bluened light of the Divine protects
those who will turn our world from evil.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem