Rocking to rhythms as they enter, recharging this poetical
spirit, in the midst circulating, finding beauty that covers
this solitary life filled with many hardships.
Sacrifices, moments of sadness and sorrow wanting to hang
on, doing the best that this being can do or accomplish,
going around, floating downstream in rapids of life.
Hoping that a total purpose will manifest itself, bringing
bountiful amounts of money, love, romance and friends all
over the world.
Creating and challenging many things now impossible, making
them possible in moments of an honest truth, eventually being sufficed in writing poetry incessantly in a benevolent sphere
that will take on and carry the best that life has to give.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem