Lights of intelligence shine upon thought processes, bringing them to a fruition of positive longing to be in compassionate modes of serenity.
Savoring tastes and aromas, enjoying every facet of what comes through to me.
Giving many inventions of meanings, newly thought ideas and being arbitrarily forged into abstracted forms of tomorrow's literature.
Forgetting memories of regrets, following self into mazes of unheard melodies, as they rise to occasions of fidelity and peacefulness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem