Sure-footed, not ever missing a step, proceeding into
rhythms that have developed through poetical compositions.
Knowing and understanding sensations of an interior essence,
ever living within it's universe, not wanting to climb from
it's canyons or ravines to live in the actuality of reality.
Preferring instead, the infinity of a stupendous intellect
filled with inspiration and vibrancy of imaginings.
All coming into being with just an inkling of sparks through
an integrity of another time and place in outer dimensions.
Unfolding into the essence of a passion being held preciously
by this mere poet in her individual reality of being.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem