Aware of surroundings yet continuing to write, not wanting to
be disturbed for anything, adjusting self into an innate and
tantalizing world all alone.
An invisible thought process finding all of life is a rhythm
that must be lived totally and fully, not ever wanting to
break away from this wonderful gift from God.
Always using mind, heart, soul, and intellect, being eclipsed
in depths of poetry that will be within throughout every moment
of this earthly life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem