Light ministries emit,
this there place of golden light,
scanning over sea's, looking in through nature,
exercising all creatures that are inside of me.
As I practice even MORE- NEVER placed on-hold.
Love allied and submits the thrill,
as essence of the pass of mortality.
Happy- but I'm cold and curious...
Happy-but I'm lost and loneliness,
Is allowing my smile to leave-
and all the while the light is
TOUCHING BEAUTY OF SEA'S IN FRONT OF ME;
AND I WAS BLIND WITH A SEA IN FRONT OF ME;
And when all the
'ifs'
turn into reality,
the light submits the thrill,
submitting thrill for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem