Running the day to twilight
Trusting the night 'til dawn
Challenging pure fire
Flexing pure light
Lengthening the sense of poise
Living in the alibi organs
of my body
Flowing into the moment of
rubber band snap back
Racing eyeball to eyeball
Chanting the death flow
Flashing the vitamin of zeal
Tolerating muscle movement
Attracting hunger and waste
Reaping weaving instincts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When life is not just living..so many of the things we do we take for granted..an interesting intelligent poem from you I hope all is well with you with love Pia