Rushing to meet intellect as it awakens this interior
life to the essence of nature.
Being in totally in the atmosphere, every sense open,
inviting words and meanings that are swimming around
in pools of imagination.
Leaving nothing to fate, using each and every particle
available, being inspired, loving this awesome morning
filled with so many possibilities that I am in my glory.
Looking about, seeing a bluened wisdom, feeling it take
me into depths of subconsciousness where I am searching
and watching visions blossom and open themselves to wisdom.
So carefully and gently behaving like a child, filled
with energy and curiosity, seeing life in it's entirety.
So much to learn yet, I can hardly wait to have questions
answered fully and completely to my satisfaction.
Never wanting to return to this dull life on earth,
preferring intellect and it's perfect universe of wisdom
and knowledge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem