Walkways circling life both day and night, a variety
of directions to be taken into the center of intellect,
nothing to fear or doubt.
All is being seen through a bluened light of the Divine,
ascertaining details needed to be gone through explicitly
in order to move forward.
Using every neuron and synapse to bring out the ingenuity
of birth and beyond, a lasting experience creating many
new circumstances and situations in which to try out, de-
termining what would be the best way to conceive and exhibit
it in lines of prose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem