Traveling quickly through deserts, and over mountains in
thoughts of imagination.
Enjoying new feelings coming about, noticing an entirely
new world closing in around me each day.
Searching the immediate vicinity for the beauty of each
new depiction appearing before this mind's eyes.
Running, lighting up the sky with neon concepts, bright and
effervescent in the morning sunlight.
Accomplishing major feats of an entire lifetime all at the
tip of a black ink pen when writing them all down.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem