Oceans of love rising and falling beneath the moon
at night, their waves crashing into the milky way
above earth.
Scenes of life stepping up to challenges left behind
long ago, being waylaid by excuses said in the dark-
ness of tomorrow.
Music awakens an interior resolve as it adjusts its
circulation and direction into positive aspects from
songs retrieved from sidelines of the past.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem