Aware of everything, every detail, collecting and gathering
them all into an interior waterfall, being washed as they
fall over and land in depths of a bluened pool of the Divine.
Awaiting their times to be rescued and written into poems that
will travel the world over, touching people's hearts and minds,
giving peace, understanding to some, and feelings of being
loved and cared for just by being who they are.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem