Swinging and swaying in an interior breeze,
enjoying it's feel of freedom as I write
freely into spaces of time.
Living on the edge of night, waking from
dreams of inventive ideas.
Always learning and having novel visions
through my dreams.
At times what I dream comes true, that
always amazes me somehow, even though it
has always happened throughout my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem