Rhythms filling this empty, lonely heart that once upon a
time blossomed into a little love, shy and timid, afraid
to step out of the shadows and into the limelight.
Exercising mind and heart throughout tempos of another life,
one that lives energetically in a spiritual interior life,
one that devotes itself wholly to our God above.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem