Looking up at surroundings quickly, seeing people watching as
I'm writing intently, smiling a little, seeming to enjoy
watching what is being done.
Back to writing, forgetting surroundings, environment and the
people, delving into the very confines of being, allocating
ideas to meanings of life in concepts of living.
Reverting constantly to the total energy of this soul, find-
ing interiorly, the spirituality of a soulful life and an in-
tuitive understanding in the beauty of the bluened light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem