Sparkles of memories glimmer in my mind's eyes, twinkling ideas, leading them to my imaginative mind for possibilities of rhyming abstractions.
Holding closely to visions as they waltz around subconsciously in realms of fantasy's realities.
Observing countless details in picturesque thought, choosing cognitively, particles of truth for fodder of my mind continually.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem