Quietly reminiscing in notes of music that has been
playing all through the years, being touched by their
feelings and emotions.
Ones that are being relived on photographic screens,
shifting all through dreams, finding a way to drift
upon the ocean.
Going towards a horizon alone and undefiled, seeing
a pretty atmosphere, traveling down and under the
wonder of the unknown, credibility waltzing down
memory lanes of tomorrow's serenity and peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem