Giving everything at midnight through dreams that hold
our wants, needs and desires throughout the daylight
hours.
Exercising powers of the mind over matter, learning how
to use them along the way, finding them useful and giving
in to them.
Wise and turbulent ideas coming together like super glue,
making sure they never are forgotten or lost, keeping them
safely tucked away.
Loving to keep them all like precious treasures that if
ever lost would never again be found.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem