Standing in corridors of life, doors opening, beckoning this
poet into various dimensions where silence and serenity go
hand in hand.
Taking pathways through spirituality, finding a bluened
light, loving having the Divine always within, protecting
and guiding in this last stage of life.
Always looking for answers and taking the time to search
for them, delving into impossibilities, knowing formulas
hold the key to any questions that may arise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem