Nature sensing feelings and emotions spreading inside this
being, knowing the pain that's going through mind and in-
tellect.
Gently, wind blowing, stirring, soothing and calming feel-
ings interiorly, touching hope and spirituality through
daily hours of life.
Supplanting sadness and sorrow trying to take over, never
allowing the words others place upon this poet to touch,
damage or mar this life with unkempt sentences of abuse.
Living and being through nature alone, enjoying peace and
serenity taking place within, leaving all behind, because
some things are best left to themselves to foment touching
nothing in the future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem