Silently behaving in a plethora of motionless thoughts
as they take everything floating upon an ocean of bliss-
ful feelings and into this open-ended poem.
Gently wavering, sensing the beauty about to be spilled
out in picturesque thoughts upon minds and sights of other
people.
Reacting and touching infinite senses of memory that fall
from blossoms like petals that have lived their lives
totally and have now left us forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem