Each mind is a filter…
the wheat from the chaff
Each vision dissected,
to cry or to laugh
Each chance in the moment,
to live or to hide
Each reason a marker,
to vow or belie
Each leaf that has fallen,
the price that we've paid
Each morning recalling,
which bed is unmade
Each voice in the distance,
one name on the wind
Each memory unspoken
—to call from within
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November,2019)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Each morning recalls and each mind has great vision. Each vision makes a great achievement. Memories are kept in mind. An excellent poem is beautifully penned.10