Traveling throughout lifetimes of memories,
keeping them close, holding onto them for
moments of isolation in an aging mind.
Rhythmic timing entering every image as it
dances fondly in a conscious mind, filling
seconds of joy with beauty and verve.
Yearly moments pasted together in a book
for the soul, kept up to date, awaiting a
reunion in heaven with all actual
participants in past visions of reality.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem