Memories shattering the prison of this heart
freeing it forever more, never fearing as
life continues to walk into its final sunset.
Knowing that nothing can ever hold me to this
earthly life for this mind has encompassed an
intense wanderlust.
A purpose of intense beauty as intellect moves
into a delicate movement of rhythm that will
never let this being go in life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem