Pumping energy through inner rhythms, out into my total
being, lifting my mind into upper levels of imaginational
realities that picture visions in an intellectual arena.
Picturesque and finely attuned to scripts being inserted
from past memories and designs, pacts between synapses and
neurons finding completion in the endings of equations.
Thereby enlightening and illuminating a definition of
collective rhythms, once again lifting my mind into upper
levels of imaginational realities where impossibilities
eventually take place.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem