Writing so carefully into the nighttime hours, selecting
thoughts so quickly and instantly.
Believing in the exceptional ideas that keep coming forth
into the open wide spaces of intellect.
Expecting the best of both possible worlds, knowing that
only beauty will exist between their environments and last
forever in the best of times.
Coming at last into the future of the next horizon and being
brought forward to the steps of life as I expect it to be
created.
Slanted angles bringing to mind the rhythms of chemical
formulas, taking all of them into the fractious solar systems
of our universe.
Forever giving the formulas of tomorrow's cures in life to
take them closely to our hearts and allowing all of them to
be digested and rewritten in coded messages to the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem