Walking slowly in step with a silent disappointment lying
within, being nudged gently, pushing quietly in directions
of established honesty that can never be taken away.
Singly being torn in two with problems of dissatisfaction
along the way, sublime and profound ideas combining with
an imaginational reality continuing to climb to heights
and depths of an intensely lived life from within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem