Rhythms akin to feelings being felt within, touching our very
hearts with emotional outbursts of excitement and thrills,
taking parts of being and placing them in poems of ingenuity
and grace.
A delightful and enchanting way to procure memories and en-
lighten knowledge innately, slowly, yet purposefully ful-
filling destinya little bit each time.
Moments piling up, being tied together in little ribbons,
looking like gifts, yet holding the beauty of what we've
already seen in this life.
Constant reminders of the creative process we each hold
within our beings, whether or not we use them while alive,
supplanting every day, ordinary ideas and thoughts with
fascinating experiences, living every moment thoroughly
throughout our lifetimes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem