Vines growing from canyons within my mind,
bringing fruition to mind-bending poetry.
Following dimensions into beyond, beckoning
to all thought to join and become a part of
immense direction on lanes of musical
scores.
Placating etudes in minor chords, visiting
tonal perfect pitches with aplomb and
graceful attractiveness.
Souvenirs of a serene soul lie within words
in spacious poems, delegating human nature
to it's emotional growth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem