Slow, easy gait keeping time gently with a laid-back rhythm,
hoping to capture the essence of peace within, surrounded by
an exquisite solemn silence.
One that turns and revolves in fantastic sides of a musically
poetical life on this temporary earth, holding onto it with
all our might, not wanting it to ever end for it would be too
soon to die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem