Magic is within me, the freedom I
dream of is in my mind, the vision
of escaping categorical imperatives
removes the fetters of necessity
I am free while I look down on humanity
conjuring an enchanting vision takes
me to a different dimension where
my spirit lives without deference
Sensory evidence lose their hold over reality
floating away on the wings of this dream that
will come into being because it is the right
thing for everybody
Love will set you free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not really my type of poetry...but, I do however, admire your use of language and skill in writing. Fine piece of work. Regards, Ian