Throwing aside sleep and food for days at a time, wanting only to write, having an intimate serenity with God in an interior spiritual life.
One that intercepts life and creativeness both at the same time, ready at a moments notice to find answers of many questions that're still being studied centuries later.
All being done by others on a quest to be the first to figure them out, mind at ease, thinking always positive and upbeat during life itself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem