Soaring into a bluened light interiorly, finding peace
and calm from the hectic business of life.
Wanting a reprieve from it all, thankful that God has
given many gifts in order to deal with everything.
Not a soul can equate with what I feel, hear and see
within intellect, there's no one I can talk to.
They do not understand or want to bother, so what's
the use of trying to explain to anyone.
Staying quiet and peaceful within my being, feeling
the intensity of the bluened light I immerse self in.
Fleeing from a world that I do not understand, because
of it's many contradictions and problems.
Finding life is better off being lived intellectually,
for then it has less of a chance of being hurt, lonely
or abandoned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem