Crumpling thoughts as they slide into minds sideways,
without eclipsing anything of knowledge and it's
essence.
A wonderful talent being written down, lightened in
the dawn of another awakening, beaming rays of wisdom
upon imagination and taking them into infinite pastures
of another time.
Solace taking away all anxiety of this under-begotten
life, nothing being moved into the solar system of
another universe, just loving motions of a lasting
eternity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem