Rectangles of space congregate in areas of sublime
prejudice, awaiting stances of perpendicular thought.
Flexing muscles of visions, spreading them through-
out ideas of cognitive creativity.
Planning poetical scenery from nature's vantage
points as one within.
Souls relying on God's infinite nature to bring
about a peaceful existence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem