Sinister thoughts rumbling about, looking for a place
to alight.
Turning away from them, I wander alone down streets
darkened in the night, just thinking and leaving
everything be.
Just being and wondering as I look above at the vast
universe that I can only see a minute part of.
Curious to know what is out there, making up visions
to amuse my imagination.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem